Fill your lungs with air, they say
These black fireworks are getting closer
Crawl around, it's fun, they say
The slower I move, the deader the knot gets
You're dizzy, shadowed, they say
Apple after apple, only glowing poison
You'll see, you'll see
You'll want to someday
But all I want is out.
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 5:40 PM UTC
Fill your lungs with air, they say
These black fireworks are getting closer
Crawl around, it's fun, they say
The slower I move, the deader the knot gets
You're dizzy, shadowed, they say
Apple after apple, only glowing poison
You'll see, you'll see
You'll want to someday
But all I want is out.