The Twenty-sixth Lyrics

Small Brown Bike The Twenty-sixth

driving and the same humming noise drives through my head. radio barely working now. circle of five hardly any involvement. i dont know if i can listen to this anymore. focus my attention on tv never lose color. i wonder if theres a neighbor who can lend a helping hand. theres a block party on my floor only three of us showed. and none of us were invited for the twenty-sixth floor.