Noahhatesme
Bluelighter
Eyes roll back into head
Sockets pulled tight and wisper
At the sight of my spinal chord
To the angels around
But dont hear the words
As they are not of nonexistant holyness
They are of twitching wiskers
And electric skulls
As i thrash on the floor
For the millionth time
And pray to a god who cant hear me
I wont wake up from this nightmare
Sockets pulled tight and wisper
At the sight of my spinal chord
To the angels around
But dont hear the words
As they are not of nonexistant holyness
They are of twitching wiskers
And electric skulls
As i thrash on the floor
For the millionth time
And pray to a god who cant hear me
I wont wake up from this nightmare