Ive burned every bridge I built with this world. Every person Ive befriended has burned with them.
Another day goes by
Another time the sun wont rise
All dignity i used to have vanished with my social ties
In depth conversations with myself are ordinary
Call me crazy
But my wits are all that's left
Ive burned this town to the ground with one tank of gasoline.
Ignited by every lie, every hatchet I buried.
I left it all, I hope it falls almost like my self esteem.
Ignited by every lie, every hatchet I buried.
Ive got more nightmares than Ive slept in this hole Ive been digging, dreading for this time to come.
I own collections
Of sock puppets
that have grown to be my friends
I draw on faces
That look like people
People that I used to know
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