pseudo bed lifetime, gone
copy paste and call it art
you've been down so long
follow me to the swamp
where you'll drown in scum
such a beautiful form
floating rightside up
get your wings clipped off
fabricated love
do you feel better off
going back to the swamp
where you'll bathe in the bones
of your last time home
it's a whole new low
when you work so hard
for nothing at all
i am alone, you are alone
where do you go when you're not at home