Please Don't Cry, They Stopped Hours Ago

Placed behind door number 3

I lay shaking, will he pick me?

Don't be alarmed or misinterpret

For it's his anonymity that put me here

I should decide whether it's

The dopamine or someone hitting Refresh on my

Spinal

Chord is aching as if the earth

Like me

Been shaking, shaken up

Door number 3 has opened up

And like that the world pounces on the knobs of one and two

If we can't have it all, then why have anything at all?

They chant

Their song sending shivers up and down, around my

Spinal

Chord is aching as if the earth

Like me

Been shaking, shaken

Up and

Into the place we know will give the

Verdict

Then finding that there's something in the

Something in the

Something in the water

But I can't seem to put my glass down

Maybe because soon I'll be inside

Drowning in it's confines

Pounding on the glass like I were five