Isaac Is Typing…

Hold your horses, I've something to say

Give me a minute

Everybody wait

Stop what you're doing and lend me your eyes

Isaac is typing, surprise, surprise

My brain is a battlefield I'm struggling to hold

External factors must be controlled

Something is faulty, this feels incorrect

The shot was on target, still I intercept

Now what?

Dot, dot, dot

Now what?

Dot, dot, dot

If I burst your bubble, don't take it to heart

It's always been like this, right from the start

When man learnt to articulate the thoughts in his head

"Isaac is typing," were the first words he said

My therapist tells me not to engage

I look at the ceiling, avoiding his gaze

I wish it was simple, but it just isn't so

When scratching the itch is all that I know

Now what?

Dot, dot, dot

Now what?

Dot, dot, dot

Three little dots on the top of the screen

It's called an ellipses, d'ya know what that means?

It means something is coming, yeah, vibe killington

Dropping bombs like Cillian

Got five million worms in a can

Make you eat 'em like Spam

Got that sandwich meat

Spread all over the beat

Like boom