Brain Cells

An all-nighter, full of paranoia.

There’s no structure; a vendetta.

We have what we need, and we

worked to get here, so why is

there more that’s so far yet so

near? Did I learn anything today

and, if I didn’t, will my brain cells

wear away?

An all-nighter, full of paranoia, and

here we go again... I wanted to try

something different this time.

I don’t fit into this square anymore.

Another all-nighter in a city centre

and here we go again.