3:07 / we had trust and been betrayed. we had love turned into hate. we tried to collect some stars to enlighten this perpetual night, but a clouded sky always cloaked our attempts to find some light.

this is genuinely what i want to do to myself when I overthink and suddenly remember:

0:54 / I know nothing of real pain. I'm a child and I am spoiled. I hate myself for my complaints. I'm pathetic and I'm bored. I cry simply at the thought. I crumble at the sight.

I don't need a glass of water next to my bed. GIVE ME MY SHOTGUN BACK.

while we may believe / 0:44
our world - our reality
to be that is - is but one
manifestation of the essence.

3:50 / denied by the blind church
cause these are not the words of God
the same God that burnt the knowing.

I swear I be chilling and then all of sudden, I feel indescribably empty.

as I'm long forgotten,
I'll fade into a colorless sound and the sunlight birds
sing from the trees. / 0:44