Frame By Frame Lyrics

Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate in months against me.

The streets are stained with evidence that our remains are now, drifting away.



I share with complete strangers my most personal of pleasures. I scribble tidbits of useless mind info -- trash, treasure.

Spend hours, at my leisure, like sharpened precise tweezers.



Shifting through in the frame by frame

I walk the same path

I’ll say the same lines

I do this every time

Do this every time



Dodging armpit stench aromatic

Wrapped up in my own self-induced stress panic

I think I am the only one in this shifting through



They’ll collaborate in months against me