Still stand there like its meaning something

Like damage is words i almost understand

Cause the air feels wrong against my skin

And god is so unclear again

Keep moving through it anyway

But the floor is barely holding shape

It might be something not to know

Cause the thinking never earns escape

The street light never reflects

They just touch your skin thru the ambience

The birdshot tears my shirt

And the blood smears ink, but it doesn’t hurt

Been waiting for the flowers to cry

It’s never close еnough to wanting ivy to die

The arteriеs thin, you’ll get there

And poison compliments cinder and swimwear

Thinking will not solve it-

Self preservation, or whatever you call it

The mirror might make a promise

But burn down the house if it couldn’t keep it

Suffocations hardly sleeping

Ash in my lungs so I’ve been hardly breathing

The lead tore up my stomach

Spitting out bullets so I’m hardly eating

And i still stand there like its meaning something

Like damage is words i almost understand

Cause the air feels wrong against my skin

And god is so unclear again

Keep moving through it anyway

But the floor is barely holding shape

It might be something not to know

Cause the thinking never earns escape

Transform in the dark

Left a mouth agape

Vision goes black

Now we’re switching place

Clock shifts twice, but it doesn’t change

I’m so surprised that I’m so unfazed

Colors lag behind their sources

And weapons start to have more voices

Every blink in the room gets a little softer

The lights might dim, but they never falter

Still stand there like its meaning something

Like damage is words i almost understand

Cause the air feels wrong against my skin

And god is so unclear again

Keep moving through it anyway

But the floor is barely holding shape

It might be something not to know

Cause the thinking never earns escape