Staged inside of his bedroom
Smoking my last cigarette
Ashes fall on the carpet
Glitter glue and liquor stains
All over my clothes
I feel sick
As I lay watching the TV
Strange sounds begin to emerge
I hear myself speak
From outside of my body
I listen to myself
The voice of a stranger
Rings out of my mouth
My past isn't there
I'm not here
We are nowhere
But I see you laying next to me
Your eyes look aware but it isn't the truth