"And he won't let anyone in" Maurice has gone mad Stone clad If he keeps on he wont graduate With the honors that he worked for But he dosent care. He doesn't care? He doesn't care at all about the grades, about the shade cast upon him He's crawling on his knees, Tryna freeze-frame the moments of the incident His behavior knows no precedent And nobody knows why And he won't let anyone in. I am his friend. We've known each other since forever But he won't talk about it. And god knows why. But whatever he does he'd better not ”frick“ up Oberon -Theodore
The original text did not include the word frick if you know what i mean.. Photo is a sculpture called “clear conscience”
