When I try to think about one thing
My mind already wanders the next
I can never focus on something
My brain's in constant unrest
Even as I'm struggling through this I float on my own little plane
I know I should be here with you, but simultaneously
Society, society
Chopsticks or forks, why does tea smell good on its teabag but taste so disappointingly;
Wait what?
I was just somewhere
When I try to think about one thing
My mind already wanders the next
I can't ever focus on something
My brain's in constant unrest
Even as I'm struggling through this I float on my own little plane
I know I should be here with you, but simultaneously
Society, society
Chopsticks or forks, why does tea smell good on its teabag but taste so disappointingly;
Wait what?
I was just somewhere
When I try to think about one thing
When I try to think about one thing
When I try
When I try
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When I try to think about one thing
My mind already wanders the next
I can never focus on something
My brain's in constant unrest
Even as I'm struggling through this I float on my own little plane
I know I should be here with you, but simultaneously
Society, society
Chopsticks or forks, why does tea smell good on its teabag but taste so disappointingly;
Wait what?
I was just somewhere
When I try to think about one thing
My mind already wanders the next
I can't ever focus on something
My brain's in constant unrest
Even as I'm struggling through this I float on my own little plane
I know I should be here with you, but simultaneously
Society, society
Chopsticks or forks, why does tea smell good on its teabag but taste so disappointingly;
Wait what?
I was just somewhere
When I try to think about one thing
When I try to think about one thing
When I try
When I try
My mind already wanders the next
I can never focus on something
My brain's in constant unrest
Even as I'm struggling through this I float on my own little plane
I know I should be here with you, but simultaneously
Society, society
Chopsticks or forks, why does tea smell good on its teabag but taste so disappointingly;
Wait what?
I was just somewhere
When I try to think about one thing
My mind already wanders the next
I can't ever focus on something
My brain's in constant unrest
Even as I'm struggling through this I float on my own little plane
I know I should be here with you, but simultaneously
Society, society
Chopsticks or forks, why does tea smell good on its teabag but taste so disappointingly;
Wait what?
I was just somewhere
When I try to think about one thing
When I try to think about one thing
When I try
When I try
Writer: Christos Floros
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