Invincibility
Or is it invisibility
That's my complex?
Or is it just complex?
Bright lights, big city
With no one ahead of me
Don't have no enemies
Flexing cerebral muscle
Playin' with tape decks
On a dark and lonely road
I'm carryin' a heavy load
All the birds have flown away
Easy to be lead astray
Bottle it up and pour it out
It's a flood or it's a drought
Everyone's in ecstasy
But it's not makin' sense to me
Nothing's making sense to me
Can anybody hear my plea
No idea what life's about
Why can no one figure it out
And put the answers on display
And tell us that it's all OK
Easier to just implode?
End of this week's episode
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