This is it
Fuck you all
I’m headed down the 84
No one picked up the call
If I decide to end my life
It’s all your fucking fault

Stay indoors where it’s warm
Shut me out but you’ve been warned
You’ll see a lot of me
Once I assume my final form

Don’t terminate the lease
Truthfully, I’m telling lies
Residing 30 miles east
The way the crow flies

I buried treasure
No map
In the pitch black
Lens cap
Cutting room
Knapsack
Take 2 steps and take it back
It’s fact
I’m huffing hard on the paint
And If I don’t have to hear it, take another just to faint

A heavy breath precedes death
til the heart explodes out of its chest
Freedom, freedom
Fork the tongue, fuck the face, space out in the fireplace
Hang it from the rear view so I can’t see past the taste

With my left hand at midnight
I’m rolling through the light
Ghost riding out of sight
Creep bitch you know the type
I’m on the overpass, under bite
Pass it to the right
I gave you ash out of spite
Broken glass, crack pipe

Bloody spit, when I’m speaking
All your copied files leaking
Ain’t a thing that you can do
I’m in your windows, tom peeping
It’s the cold-blooded, heat seeking
What was that, stairs creaking
Breathe in the smog
Exhale

By silence and default
It’s all of our faults
For you we leave a sea of flesh and asphalt

Are you afraid of open water?
Do you fear the highest heights?
Can you smell the sweat drip off my face
When I turn out all the lights?
Do you feel the weight of a dying sun
When you fall and trip trying to run?
Despite drip drying, you’re all but done
Your blood runs cold, it freezes
The process has begun
The final vile wretched birth marks the end and we become
So much less than next to none

Oh, omniscient entity
It’s me, the feminine, the creep
Shaped by the shapeless
A taste for the faceless
In basements, try to forget what my name is

Beyond flesh
Levitate
Beneath concrete
We congregate
Euphoric state
Ancient ways
They never end, they lie and wait
First the prey now the bait

So go ahead
Mark the words I never said
You’ll only quote me once I’m dead
Scratch it on a note card, archive the rest
Reset the health bar, to die a mess
Ignite the second world with my Raskolnikov cocktail