SCRATCHY (Work)
My vinyl is hypnotic
I would prefer the blue pill for now
It is scratchy which jerks me out of reverie
And then the music lulls me back
Denial is soothing in small green doses
Puffing Hopium of the Masses sleepily
Someday I will awake and leave the bath
Dry myself and go outside into the cold
And make music for the rest of the world
The DJ who turned scratches into art.
Written to B.Y.O.B. and Toxicity by System of a Down
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