Marginal Lyrics

it goes in
it comes out
it looks just the same
the machine
cranks out
does not complain
blank face
twitching
can't say a thing
McJobTM
it's a paycheck
i don't feel anything

marginal middle
center of a crumbling edge
structure like onions
layers surrounding nothing

cog think
service
script talk to say
pre-thought
thoughts thinked
think thunk all day
I have a thought
and it's a bad one
I didn't do it yet
might though
I might still
I might do anything