there’s a hood above my eyes,
trying desperately
to keep’em from shutting down.
there’s a hum inside my head,
a satisfied hum,
undead thoughts eating away my brain,
searching for something.. untamed
there’s a hood above my eyes,
trying desperately
to keep’em from shutting down.
there’s a hum inside my head,
a satisfied hum,
undead thoughts eating away my brain,
searching for something.. untamed
i’m a haunted house where the echoes of past laughs ring faintly through corridors… paint
liminal haze of waking up,to a white walled,cob-webbed coffin,erasing life off too quickly,yesterday forgotten like,history
blinding sun and choking air,smoking nights in a longing lair,holed up naked or walking down
rub the soap till it’s petal thin, water in shampoo to keep it swell, same
part of this dark i am,she weeps beside meno sound no water,a disoriented beat,with only