Saturday, April 16, 2016

Swirled

I don't know if I've ever had a rational thought
I've never wanted to be what I am not
There is more important things I have fought
I am comfortable in my spot

I'm a fuck up, an asshole, an awful human being
I only react to the things I'm seeing
And trying to get things I am needing
My soul is bleeding

Fueled by chemicals
My mind feels okay
If you don't like the way I am
I don't know what to say
I'm having fun being me
You're not in my world
My mind no longer paints straight lines
Everything is swirled

Pictures become blurred like acid trips
I think I'm growing horns, I can touch the tips
I feel them growing longer with all the moonshine sips
I always feel better when it's dripping from my lips


Fueled by chemicals
My mind feels okay
If you don't like the way I am
I don't know what to say
I'm having fun being me
You're not in my world
My mind no longer paints straight lines
Everything is swirled

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