haven't felt right in a week and i'm thinning out.

and it hurts bad, i gotta get back.

lately i wake up feeling fucking freaked, 'cause every time i fall asleep i see you and someone new under the cherry blossom tree.

we're gonna fall in love again someday. i think it's best you stay the fuck out of my way. i try to fix it until something breaks, i hope you're happy with the choice you made.

it doesn't matter what i say if you don't say anything in response. the final phrase of my last sentence hangs in the air, sounding stupider and stupider.

this place is a prison and these people aren't your friends...there's guards at the on ramps armed to the teeth...you are not permitted to leave.

i know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen, in my living room late last night. it was almost too bright to see. i know it's not a party if it happens every night. pretending there's glamour and candelabra when you're drinking by candlelight.

why is it so hard to speak with people i don't know? is it something that you learn when constantly alone? when did i become a man trapped inside a ghost?

you'll keep your doors and windows shut and swear you'll never show a soul again. but isolation pushes you 'til every muscle aches, down the only road it ever takes. but everybody's scared of this place. they're staying away. your little house on memory lane.

if it's your decision to be open about yourself be careful or else.

no one means what they say and you can tell as clear as deep-sea fish, all internal organs and glowing eyes.

i've been good, i've been busy. i've realized my friend's true intentions. cut all ties.

i don't really wanna know, don't ask me how's my day's been. i just wanna be alone.

stop talking about your past, i don't wanna hear it, just go.

only care about myself, 'cause everyone's trying to hurt me.

I used to think of ferris wheel light sounds

The friday hum of neons and blue

But now they're like circular cages

i wonder what i'd be if all these bad things didn't happen to me

why'd you do this to me, i was your baby

you made me

you made me

you made me

you made me

you made me

she hopes i'm cursed forever to sleep on a twin-sized mattress, in somebody's attic or basement my whole life.

never graduating up in size to add another

i recall our codependence. i was always feeding you.

never ever leaving you alone.

we'd never be separated. i could never function all alone.