I come down from the ozone
So I can see me
I don't like to feel
It's much to real
So I take another sip
Down a handful of pills
Close my eyes and scream
As my thoughts spin me around
Then I'm on the ground
Consuming the dirt and debris
That lives inside of me
As weeds sprout inside my stomach
With vines that choke my innards and intrude
I have skin that I use a cover
To protect my sins