A blank slate
Could it be, found myself circling
Sheltered in the shadows I've been casting
I saw you through the spectral lens
Now I never want to wake again
Felt the warm embrace of elusive serotonin
Cryptic queen
I know you still remember me
A secret I couldn't keep
My cryptic queen
You can let it out let it flow through me
Not as brittle as your perceived
Assumptions made
Been losing sleep in a shallow grave
I've lost my level head
These thoughts (These thoughts) these thoughts like lead
My facade for the day
Anything just to keep dread away
Maybe a sleep antidote
Anything to stay afloat
Hardwired by bad habits
Stuck in my ways
Decaying trust
Revolving round' the carousel of lust
Lobotomy, could it be me?
Could it be?
Maybe my peace of mind is on the other side of this barricade, this barricade I built