I, I, I see no rhyme and no reason

I, I, I hold no hope for this holy treason

Of love and so soft

Glass barely bends before it cracks

Embedded down into our path

Paved in the crimson of our tracks

Dream while the smoke rings rise in the air

Cut from the cloth, ran out screaming

I hope that none of this will stick to me

Everyone is nice, everyone is kind now

Now I'm finding truth is a ruin

Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing

Staring into glassy eyes

Mesmerized

See the vintage robot wearied

Then awakened by revision theories

Every famine virtual

Retrovertigo

You can cry, you can mope

But can you swing from a good rope?

Oh, I believe in Mr. Grieves

Lucifer Sam, Siam cat

Always sitting by your side

Always by your side

And no one liked it when you said

That when you die you're really dead

Those people laughed and

So you left that stupid scene

And you made your way back home

Now you're crying

Is this love of ours a lie?

Is it killing me alive?

Is this love of ours a lie?

Is it chemically derived to ascertain

And sequester the pain

illustration that’s a redraw of a similar illustration I made in February 2018 !!!

What if I'm nothing but a cardiac-arresting sweetheart

A half run-over cat left in the street

And you're the maggot craving

Rotten flesh left outside in the heat

Could it be me that got myself in this condition

What can I do to stop all these hallucinations

Maybe its because of a stupid superstition

But sooner or later I'll just sigh & explode - sigh & explode

My head's going round and round

I'm getting very dizzy can't keep up with this noise

My feet swept off the ground better pick myself up before I drown

My head's going round and round better pick myself up