World's too textural, I can't fuckin sleep
Feels like childhood, everything's too fuckin cold-
I think these things
Laying here in the dark
I'm cognizant enough to know the way I ams unfair
And stupid enough that it keeps fucking happening unaware
And I now I need sugar- to give me any happiness
And rot my fucking teeth so it's easier to die
I don't care if I'm unfair, I don't care how much I hurt you
I'll give into self-destruction until I'm hated as a hollow self
And when I die, ill be damned if isn't soon
I pray hell is real and I'm left to rot by myself
As the burden of right is charred from my fuckin' body
And I atone infinitely just how I fucking wanted-
As a final fuck you, to all of you pricks
Why is every breath a ratio into the fucking sun
I just want what I deserve
And I'm not scared of being wrong
World's too textural, I can't fuckin sleep
Feels like childhood, everything's too fuckin cold
I think these things
Laying here in the dark
schizoscriptures released I’m not scared on Fri May 07 2021.