And what a world
it breeds, it needs...

Dim spin tan-gical whim
adrift from your lips...

The sunshine is lost and
I haven't seen you for days...

Today I was painting a picture, shading it
with cool blues and the easings...

[with teeth]:
many...

With a blade and wanting
god she found out that...

Today while thinking—stumbling
Outside the box—I found myself...

It's growing, developing
like a cancer...

You seemed so real;
an angel, slipping down...

And the silence perfumes madness
With a drifting scent; the words...

I don't know what i want to do with my life, Do...
We're all just spiralling, conspiring against...

I'm crawling backward
through cold sludge...