This is all a lie reaching in the dark. I never tried but this isn't me. My head is k**ing me. What d** do i take to make them go away. And if i ingest these pills, what demons will awake in me. I won't be sticking around. I'm high as hell i won't come down. Visions i am having seem to be all too real. The warmth has taken over and i am not myself. All feelings of guilt and doubt will have left me. My head is a mile above the earth. I will walk backwards and end up right in front of me.
These walls will drip and part at my will. I own the sun. I can make my own endings. I have seen my end. The crown! My own fingers will break the j**els i create. I will k** the crown that has watched over me. I will hold my own severed head in my f**in' bloody hands. This is not how i expect it to end. I'm a f**ing sell out you should have known. Did you f**ing think i would last this long?