This here view A view from afar A view from the car A view to a kill A narrow funnel Or simply what i see Lookin' through the tunnel Doesn't smell like roses in here It's kinda familiar Like an armpit I've recently slept in Trivial for sure But not in pursuit All of them questions I cannot answer And talkin' 'bout armpits Made my mind wander I remember Dove A brand with a bird A commercial doom And some nude rando movin' to… a tune… I guess There I was In an infinite loop Looking at before mentioned rando Kiss the before mentioned armpit This here smell A smell of old age A smell like beige A smell of pure will A cup o' joe Or simply what I have Between my pinky toes I spoke of a tunnel, right you are. It's real simple really I walk, I cannot see, but I hear Sounds for sure But not of music All of them moves I will never do And listen, 'bout that walk Made me, you know… wander I saw a light once An exit sign perhaps A door right beneath And some rocker dude singin'…. through teeth.. I guess It went something like this: Knock, knock, knockin' on heavens door Somewhat raspy Knock, knock knockin' on heavens door. There I was In an infinite loop Looking at before mentioned dude Forget how to open before mentioned door This here sound A sound of music A sound of bricks A sound of a kill A buried whistle Or simply what I thought Both hear and feel myself bristle So Like some delusional poet I leave you I know not where I stand but I feel it I know not what I hear but I see it I know not of the very essence…. But I've smelled it in a pit.
