The Fuzz

The fuzz in my head grows
It's already so low
The fuzz in my head stands
It's already all too clearSo much for losing track of timeCan cope with a white noise
Repeating imitation
Can cope with a white noise
Blissful complication
The fuzz in my head stands
It's already all too clearAnd the hum
It seperates the two
It's all frontline, frontline
It cuts down inbetween
It's all for nothingToo bad it's been here for awhile
So much for losing track of timeLet go i've seen it's worth your while
So much for losing track of time...