Trojan by Deeply Nested Filters

beats, bleeps, voice

i don't want to be a burden,
waiting in the corner to arrest your gaze,
watching snakes writhe across the floor, hunting.

And if i've ever known a love, it's you,
strictly from an observer's point of view,
but i know the value of pure and true,
strictly from an observer's point of view.

i lose myself, thinking about how wonderful it would be...
this trojan horse of mine...i'll bide my time.
from a distance,
from a distance.