The trick I learned to disappearing
You can’t be brazen, you should just sit down
Lay back and slide toward the horizon
The Federales won’t protect you now
I tried to blend in with the sheep herd
Everyone clamoring around and round
But no one’s into a newcomer
It’s only moments until you’re found
I can be invisible
I can be whatever you want
Look at me fade out of view
I’m a goat in a cow’s clothing
Take note of everything I’m saying
This is precisely what you’ll need to do
Commiserate with your surroundings
No one’ll ever get the jump on you
It’s borderline some kind of science
Emerge from shadows and retreat with haste
And then when you’re assimilated
You’ll barely recognize your own face
It’s not a lesson you can unlearn
The sun is setting and the night draws near
And when you wake up in the morning
You must pretend that I was never here
Sometimes I want to scream out into the ether
But I took the medicine and I’m a believer
My only options are remain a deceiver
Or strike out on my own, or maybe it’s neither
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