face time

I called you on FaceTime
I need some face time
I’m getting bored spitting seeds and the constant declines
I need some face time
It’s not my style to wait around for a while
I guess I’ll sit here and deny my denial
I woke up this morning the same as yesterday
Run the shower, sit on the floor, and waste away
The hows, the whens
It don’t make any sense
The wheres, the whys
You never hit reply
I called you on FaceTime
I need some face time
I’m getting bored spitting seeds and the constant declines
I need some face time
A cup of coffee and a book I’ll pretend to read
Closer to the Buddha as I roll my mala beads
I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do
Getting tired of being told what to do
The hows, the whens
It don’t make any sense
The wheres, the whys
You never hit reply
Why does it have to be something, I just want to do nothing
Why does it have to be something, I just want to do nothing
No particular agenda, do as nomads do
No particular agenda, no time to worry I’ll lose
I called you on FaceTime
I need some face time
I’m getting bored spitting seeds and the constant declines
I need some face time