BODEGA - Thrown

Watch the thrown
Watch the thrown

And I was thrown here by chance
And I was targeted by new age ads
Spent most of my days in a trance
But I have two feet now to under-stand

My molecules change yet I remain
I weave and unweave my image
The king and the prince
Ghost protagonist
Idealist perverter
Cuckold bull
Film triptychs nudes
Multitudes
Artist statement, hear what's passed in you
And find in the world without actuality
And find that the world is without

My brain is a train and it's due for a collision
There's a body on the tracks I'm due for a decision
My brain is a train and it's due for a collision
With my body on the tracks I'm due for a decision

We're thrown, not here by chance
And I'm surrounded by bureaucrats
And I was cold-called by two democrats
Said 'senators thrown'
Still failing the class

Yet inside me, Bermuda Triangle
Jester, gambler, idiot, troll
Graceful, grateful, patient, stoic
Puritan, conservist, arson, well?
Exaggerist, both hippie and punk
Fiercely loyal, will jump ship
A bundle of impressions
Impressionable
See, what I say is not what I think
But a reaction to the itch on my back
A reaction to the six of this pack
A reaction to the kick on this track
A reaction to celebrity master class

And I was thrown here by chance
And I'm compounded of three authored acts
At this moment loathing at the glass
At this moment and always I am wearing a mask
And I was thrown here by chance
Shipwrecked courtside in a trance
I was targeted by big rock ads
Gave both of my soles just to play in the band

Thrown here by chance
Shipwrecked courtside in a trance
Thrown by a glare inside of a glance
I said, none of this fear appeared by chance
Thrown here by chance
What's left is loathing caught in a dance
And I'm thrown still not stuck in a plan
See none of what's here appeared by chance

Written by:
Benjamin Michael Hozie, Daniel Ryan, Nikki May Belfiglio, Taylor Lee

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Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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