[T.G]

that's all i need, that's all

a clear head to forget about everything that is wrong, a clear head that doesn't have a single issue, clear head

i'm not going to solve anything crying and cowering in fear, i can't do that, i'm not going to solve anything if i let it get to me, a clear head, that's all i need

i don't like it when i feel a stare outside my view, i've decided to run

it's rude to talk about someone who's listening

And if it will take away everything I hold dear who says I can't take back, scorch it down and force shared agonizing until it's all dust

even if my blood were to spike out, my senseless drifting would break the walls between the me of today and everything left inside the mixed bag of pebbles, unmoving and restrained my life hangs on a thread of which my command is useless if not ignored, they call this life but i simply accept it, there is nothing more self centered than applying our language to the essence of life, nothing more idiotic, i can only name that which is a part or a reflection of me, of me and that me which long ago broke into despair, so even if my blood were to spike out and my eyes were filled with tears, the absolute nature of life would choose and i would have to react, it's all hopeless in the end unless you defy nature and you defy life, become that which is not human, neither dead or alive, maybe that way i'll be able to protect my future, even if i remain a monster or rather a mystery, as long as i prevent this isolation, this loss and broken

At the border of the world I tell myself tasteful lies, to hide and prevent cries from these eyes I say that everything has been tried, but it's conformist at best, to pretend my character and practice haven't burned down everything to a crisp,