Lies, fucking lies
"The smoke clears and in whispering waves of self mutilation I see the dark sky fall to pieces.
The world is sometimes too heavy to breathe, and the dead surround me like an ocean. I can't recognize the reflection looking back through the mirror, as if some sort of silent stranger with mean eyes and a deadly stare he sees everything, and why?
Then with one last glimmer defiant, I'm transformed into a monster, a giant. With no heart, no limbs, no desire.
This is not a suicide letter, I just want a real close look at death. Touch his mattered hair as I pass him by."
The world is sometimes too heavy to breathe, and the dead surround me like an ocean. I can't recognize the reflection looking back through the mirror, as if some sort of silent stranger with mean eyes and a deadly stare he sees everything, and why?
Then with one last glimmer defiant, I'm transformed into a monster, a giant. With no heart, no limbs, no desire.
This is not a suicide letter, I just want a real close look at death. Touch his mattered hair as I pass him by."
I am inside you,
living and breathing
I AM WILLIAM CONTROL.
living and breathing
I AM WILLIAM CONTROL.
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