two halves inside of my head connected by a shaky bridge i used to sit on broke apart and left me in a field of unknown flowers and quiet skies of deep red
does this really feel like a body covered in formaldehyde? nobody wants nobody wants nobody wants that mind try to tell the world a secret and you'll wake up in a house alone nobody wants nobody wants nobody wants that mind
i slept for years under a tree as the war went on and everyone had left they rowed their boats gently down the stream as if the dying men they saw were real
does this really feel like a body covered in formaldehyde? nobody wants nobody wants nobody wants that mind try to tell the world a secret and you'll end up in a house alone nobody wants nobody wants nobody wants that mind