I can't think like you, you can't think like me,
but if we can't meet each other in the middle,
what's the point of playing hide and seek?
So would you hold it against me if I played chase instead?
Even though I'm so good at chess, this feels like a round of sudden death.
I could never talk, now I can't even speak. Explanation below.
Survived the shock and now I'm living with it.
Grab the second pillow, only then I'll sleep.
There is a privilege behind this but I can't seem to find it.
Some kind of hidden solution lies behind this beautiful mess
that sucks me into this maze of sorrow,
I can't seem to follow, my heart's hollow.
Texas says hold'em, but I dropped them.