the puncture

the puncture that does not bruise me a memory that does not linger a pinprick but it doesn't bleed leaves no traces leaves no marks some harmony without a choir a puncture that leaves no mark A banality A trifle A something else to do on a lazy afternoon without people around you you want to hear a voice? well this is not a voice no this is not a voice, no it's only a puncture that will not bruise you a memory that will not stay this is not a voice no this isn't a voice, no it is a banality a trifle A something else to do on a lazy after noon without people around you you want to hear a voice? well this is not a voice. No this is not a voice, no it's only a puncture that will not bruise a memory that will not stay this is not a voice no this isn't a voice, no and what do we listen to pop for what is that gives us a feeling is the singer or listener or, in any case what are we listening for this is not a voice this is not a voice it is a puncture that will not pierce you will and find its way inside you this is not a voice it is a puncture that will not pierce you will never find its way inside you this is a pop song that will never change your life