Slipping
You wanted to combine minds, hit heads?
No worries, nowadays I’m seeing people…
People? As in more than one now?
Ah, sorry, a slip of the tongue, twisted I am,
Steep heights got me on a Freudian steeple.
You wanted to combine minds, hit heads?
No worries, nowadays I’m seeing people…
People? As in more than one now?
Ah, sorry, a slip of the tongue, twisted I am,
Steep heights got me on a Freudian steeple.