memories like bullets are firing at me from a gun the fists fly from my mouth as it's all turning south my life is crashing into the sea because there's no you and me I'm vacuumed packed shrink wrapped out of air lost and alone sinking like uranium radiating all these manic fish floating in this deep blue foam screaming that it's okay but I'm a tidal wave trying to tear down their dawn and this whole world is watching me feeling so far from so close I can't have come this far just to sink into earth
I don't know what the title of this should be, let me know if you have an idea.