Saturday, July 7, 2012

Haze

Sit in silence
And wonder where my mind went
Stick a needle in my arm
What's the harm?

Scare you
I may turn blue
Regret everything about me
Just let me be

Clear as day
Remnants of me have faded away
I'm in a haze of blue and red lights
Fighting with all of my might

Eradicate the memory of me
Leave me out to sea
Find another bohemian dweeb
That's more hip than me

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