Open Windows - Meander

First went the mind to the word
Meander
Had to look it up punched the keys in order
Found out, found out
That I'm addicted
Can't be cured
It feeds, it breeds something
And I'm afflicted, too shifted
That's for sure
Where the insatiable mind creates
Dark Circles in my eyes
Oh, what is the word for that
What fast aid would ship to my door?
Same day, one click, return
When will I ever learn
I don't think I care, no more


Written by:
Paul Afam, Salvador Velasco

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