i've not been talking too much lately lately i've been doing nothing nothing at all everyones sinking into the ground death is all around me clawing at my fucking feet this whole thing makes no sense i never know why, i wish i could spit out a lie i'm being honest that it makes me sick, and i'm sick of honesty, honestly getting me nowhere. everyones sinking into the ground, death is all around me clawing at my fucking feet this whole thing makes no sense i never know why, i wish i could spit out a lie. some make the choice to leave but others go with taking anything they need. i've lost myself so many times over the years. if i live too long i'm afraid i'll die.