Morphine


I can’t feel anything

Paralyzed in the mind

Lost in my own heart

Where’s my coloring?

 

Come here alone

No strings

All cut off with no oxygen

A crack in the ozone

 

Layer up, it will be cold

Ignite my flame

Call out my name

Don’t wait until I’m old

 

Save your words for later

Hold me and weep

It will be okay

Everything will turn out to be greater


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