Because of the Dark Issue Two.
Epidemic That static sound Twist through that Ears, open wound Enter your dreams Awake City grind me Till I cannot laugh Muffled sirens streets Away, as I close Eyes, resisting sleep. Dark shadows of night Fall over a boy Stabbed for blackberries. Buzz of \\flies. No rest In this town, neighbour.
I lean towards the wind As it holds me up Forever fearing It may lose its strength And drop me.
Coronal Mass Ejections Forward thinking goes around in circles Everything is colourful Mind amok, if you look a certain way. It could all be reflections. An unreachable state. The hologram Theory. Focus, loose focus. Say one thought to the other. Left eye right. Look both ways. More of the jokes, more oh. More of the sky, caving in. Hypnotise the whole world into harmony. Man crushed: By the Weight of the Day.
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