For infinite wisdom you should go google your symptoms, 
List them off, await decision
A weak immune system, and you always seem so distant 
Sir I’m afraid you’ve a case of chronic escapism 
 
Google your symptoms 
Has it ever offered reassurance?
When institutions are your organs 
You sir, are a bark in the distance

Blurring of your vision so you roar out good riddance 
But you’ll miss your dissident spirit 
At least this burning symptom impedes reading conditions
And the feeling of freedom will never diminish

Google your symptoms 
Has it ever offered reassurance?
When institutions are your organs
You sir, are a bark in the distance

Google Your Symptoms

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Qwerty Mick