Geek

Geek

You always
a boy

Thinkin into
yourself

Didn’t care
much

About the
lipstick

Or the
chauffeured car

Chose to
stay at
home

Rather than
visit Disneyland

Now a
tall man

You make
your way

For a
stake

And your
pot of
gold

The chiffon
woman

And the
velvet businessman

Calls you
for a
game

You in
a flux

Haunted by
your quiet
past

And now
the heat
of fame

You make
a shot
and fall

Comin home
with

Blood on
your face

Wonderin about
the color
of the World

You must
either get
back

To your
roots

Or dye
your skin

Now, you
are a
old man

The choice
long gone

You just
comb into
your nest

Never to
get up
again

Caution: This might be all theory

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