Escape on that day, I went anywhere
                                     I make motion

Tripping
my head is in heaven
We speculate and make our choices
It's time to crawl in
fall through loop hole
and make that choice

Climbing through
on backstroke on pigeon wing
this **** is thick
It's gone further, so much further
Then it ever should have
It's heavy
comes crushing
makes clear it's intent

Strongwilled,
Overwhelming....INSANE

Clearly I just cannot think harmoniously