• you're always dissapearing.
    a monster of apathy,
    just sharp teeth and blasphemy.
    you take in everything.

    dizzy, tripping footsteps
    falling heels over head.
    injecting the best,
    you convulse in your bed.

    now you turn to your side,
    and you sing out of time,
    and the world becomes much more clear...

    when the edges all blur,
    and you can't form real words,
    but it's all that you needed to hear.

    to numb greatest fear...

    and to take you away from what's here.