I think I will sleep this day away
All of the others have made a slave of my name

Blue follows me like it’s the colour of my blood
I can’t stand being in the same room as myself

Sometimes I dive into cesspools
Made of vomit and broken glass
Just to know what it feels like

Fuck the structure of my own expectations
Their arbitrary nature scrapes my dead skin

I watched him eat my blood in my dreams
Then I watched him mean nothing to me

Awakening is a bitch on a leash
When you are trying

This lucidity is not even real
Steal my illusions and cram them into a box made of knives

Rinse and repeat


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