
My head's in the moon.
There's nothing up here.
Dry and deep.
I cannot sleep.
Hello creep.
Finding my dreams
Is a maze it doesnt matter if I guide myself
through or follow a string.
I don't know where I'm going.
City deep and trees creep
They tear them out like butterflies.
Shiny and new.
There are no hyper tears
There is no wife
There is no face book
There are no squares in your eyes
Hearts in my eyes
I'm five minutes away from being
all the time
somehow...
This is just
Your hourglasses
My eyes see you in between it's hips.
Silent as a god.
Silent as heat.
Until it's roar!



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