Internally drowning in this opium
Trapped in this dystopia
Everyone exiled me to this nomadic island
To the point where moisture is synonymous with my face unless I visit High Land
To the point where nothing excites me except for green dragons breathing down my lungs
Such an uplifting heat leaving me in the heavens, hung
Watching movies directed by the strip on my tongue
Clenching my teeth to an orchestra of teeny metal tips invading my vein
I whisper to my friends, "Enter. Enter. Numb the pain. Hijack my brain."
A few times they fucked me up and left me in a hospital
But my friends and I just like to play rough, is all
Every time my friends and I fight
I later find myself imprisoned by white walls and blinding lights
But I can't stay here
My friends are looking for me
I must show them where
I don't need doctors' protection - that's why I have my friends, you see
So I can't stay
I can't stay
I must leap, run, fly away
Not tomorrow, but today
I can't stay
I can't stay
I must be unchained
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