Another night I spend awake
another moment that you can't take...

Here i am, on the keyboard,
in the night, lost and bored...

Spinning tragedy to ease the mind,
of everything that's left behind...

Nothing, everything, all that's in between. Could...
but to me, it represents absolute nothingness. no...

My cold darkened ashes, the colors I fear, the...
Puddles over puddles, sand over mud, glazed by the...

Ahh, back again, and here I go
incense smoke putting on a show...

A drunken whiskey lake, a marijuana land
psychedelic mountains, and even acid sand...

Sitting at the edge of my chair,
with a psychoactive spinning but a natural flare...

Shining chrome, spiked to a tip
Drying loam, a poisoned sip...

My cold darkened ashes, the colors I fear, the...
Puddles over puddles, sand over mud, glazed by the...