Ground control
     to impulse control
          are you in control?

What's your frequency?
     Whats your vibration?

Your resonation
     has resigned
          from the radar

Too many astral planes crashing
     Lost like a sacrifice
          to the island
          of isolation

My mind's a loaded weapon

Too many triggers
     to finger
     BANG
     temptation

This is lust
     for little deaths
          of inspiration

This is dreams of debauchery
     This is the self-prescribed
     nightmare of reality

Waking up to hangovers
     from a rope
          in the basement

Dekalb,
Where the soil demanded a sacrifice
Of the girl with the sunflower tattoo

Dekalb,
Where I left a lot of blood
Defending your honor

Rockford,
In ICU where I woke up with
Angels at the end of my hospital bed

Rockford,
Where I woke up
on the phone
with my best-friend's ex

Arlington Heights
Where we attempted
to find our lost minds together

Arlington Heights,
...it was kind of a funny story

Illinois,
I've given you all
and I'm still here *******.

Deleted from existence
     You ended all your processes

The blue screen of death
     depression's screen saver