who are you and why are you in my room? the moment that i come to you’ll be around, growing shapes in the air, resurrecting the spirit there, bellowing heat and excess water vapor into the empty room, and i will listen through “send in the clouds // bring down the rain”. it doesn’t take much for me to feel insane, my ride got hexed so i’ve been trying to catch my breath, it got hexed and it doesn’t really matter what happened next.
i could get stoned alone and stare at the phone, just chill out until i’m ready to go back home, it’s alright and like, at least i have you guys to bring down the rain. it doesn’t take much for me to feel insane, so wash me clean and make me new again, by primordial heat of original sin, make me new again.