I'm liking empty spaces on my bed room wall

I want to see the dark shine bright

I feel like its colder now than last year's fall

I don't get why I get the urge to fight




This cough's been hanging round longer than a rebel cause

I don't see the point

Take in the mantra where i do what I want

So I caugh some more as I spark one more joint




Can you tell

It's in dialects

And I yell in two voices creating

Dichotomy