Emesis
There comes a time where love is fire linedAnd the dead aren’t at mind anymore
I think I sought it out too well
I set out full sail on a shallow current
That ultimately ends in destruction
When is it time?
When is it time?
To kill off the forests deeply rooted
In a permafrosted wasteland of a mind
I ate my mind,
I ate my mind,
And threw it up.
Houston, I’ve got some problems
And time after time
Time proves I cant solve them
So believe me when I say
I am making no progress
My eyes are red
My eyes are red
When will I Oedipus Rex and gouge out the excess expenses?
I ate my mind and threw up an equasion
One for God and one for the impatient
Where will I go when I die?
"Well son, there comes a time
When every man knows his own fate in his eyes"
When is it time?
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