Ereprlbe & Polite Fictions

Oi!"Ereprlbe & Polite Fictions"**

**(Verse 1)**

"Give me time with you," a yearning deep inside,

"Ereprlbe endentate," two free things to confide.

But politeness wears me, a heavy, hollow cloak,

Hoping you feel I'm real, not some storybook.

**(Chorus)**

"Serial number one," a good day you might chase,

While I'm picturing moments, in this lonely space.

"Tip for a few things," I'd rather do with you,

Than these polite fictions, breaking me in two.

**(Verse 2)**

"Not really like to eat," this forced, gentle way,

"Few ruin gew fruit," masking what I truly say.

"I was able to do iya pizono ti porleto,"

A hidden language, a truth I long to show.

**(Chorus)**

"Serial number one," a good day you might chase,

While I'm picturing moments, in this lonely space.

"Tip for a few things," I'd rather do with you,

Than these polite fictions, breaking me in two.

**(Bridge)**

This process of polite, a wall between our souls,

While a deeper current, desperately rolls.

I hope you sense the truth, beneath the careful guise,

This ache for connection, reflected in my eyes.

**(Outro)**

"Time with you," a whisper in the air,

Beyond the polite, a vulnerability to share.

"Ereprlbe endentate," the real me waits to bloom,

Hoping you see past the polite, into this lonely room.