The cardboard box that I use to mend my shoes
has
It leaves a sou taste in my mouth,
looking back at
Guinea-pig, guinea-pig,
how are you today?
Guinea-pig, guinea-pig,
what did the
Tainted raindrop.
Chemical blue.
Shapeless grey lid,
close in on you.
Diminishin
I fold my hands to pray.
I close my eyes to
What is this meaninglessness that we feel?
Why can't I see
I've come down from the high
Kissed my dreams goodbye
So I
I emptied myself completely
to make enough room for you.
Now I
We've got a new set of rules
enabling us to apply
Oh,
what have we done?
Is it true?
Is everything gone?
Why didn't we
listen
Sometimes I wish
I wasn't born.
Mixed emotions
about being here.
My thoughts jus
I remember everything.
Is that to be my curse?
These images that
Light seeks it's way on through the cracks,
making it impossible
Oh, you think you're so clever,
telling me what to do.
In
Here they come,
the voices.
No use
to pretend
I can't hear
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