Written and performed by Brock Wilcox and Jason Woys.
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Last night I walked To the store Saw something peculiar On the corner Standing there naked Wearing all her clothes I asked her if she knew I could see her soul
Refrain:
She said I get that a lot I wear it under my sleeve You're creepin me out, mister Why don't you leave? Why so bothered by immaterial things?
Now I wonder Could she be right? Should I reconsider How I live my life, Looking at people With objectivity, I asked her what's wrong with transparency
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So I left Made my way home Turned on the TV Watched the world alone And it occurred to me That reality Is just a buzzword for immaterial things
Why so bothered by immaterial things?
