Ring

Rob Crow

Compositor: Rob Crow

There's a little ring on it
And they won't say why

My eyes are bleeding sunspots
And when they explode
I pass out in red/white

Some lives are like a brick wall
And when they install their programs
They all crash

Folding in against itself
Nothing new
Just take it
Something's stealing up again
Find a roll and tape it

I don't mind but
Some thing bug me