Pulling out thorns gone soft, near the chainsaw sew up
Blew up my mind, didn't even need a bullet
Then sold it, my soul kid, for pharmaceutical potions
The quote ends to suddenly for me, please see my hesitation
Elation when something works out, second guess my second guesses
Less is more, depending on circumstance
Chlorophyll competing for cramped canopy
Sanity slipping sideways, seductive mania, sirens singing, screaming
Bugs on the wind shield and all you can see is peeled back colors
Shapes that smother your empathy and blind your skull, changes your whole **** outlook