Virus

I was so deeply pleased to pause this life I think i jinxed the world and caused this strife Yes, i longed so long for fewer nouns I longed so well, the world shut down And now the kettle is calling the pot black I call you virus but you don't call me back So i just keep listening to my own voice In the echo chamber of my choice Touché, i say, and mazeltov To the kind of ride you can't get off Can't, that is, until you must You win, i give in In less i trust And now the kettle is calling the pot black Yes, i call you virus but you don't call me back So, i just keep listening to my own voice In the echo chamber of my choice I was so deeply pleased to pause this life