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Good lord above
I’ve got nothing of consternation anymore
Months upon years, dwelling and failing
To see what’s in front of me
A better question to ask…
Is if these fucking scars are real
My veins are strychnine
With burning windows in my eyes
I crawl back inside my crestfallen chest and insist to exist
I will never fucking change and this poses a problem
For the ones who associate with this revenant
I don’t know where it comes from
All I know is where my malevolence travels
I’m drained, insane, disdain, the pain —
Is the only force at work in me
This has been a long time coming, here we go
Flip the switch and step back
It doesn’t matter who hears this
It doesn’t matter who interprets what in which way
You will never dissect these words and think you know
What’s going on in me
This is simply a passage
A signal sent from the transistors up above
Tales of an iconoclast heretic cynic dissident
With all the answers but no will to share