I can only be so hyped The shows starts The stage fades Creating thoughts
When the cuts can only be so deep The skin splits The blood wells Creating thoughts
I can only be so sober The can opens The liquid flows Creating thoughts
When the needles are endless The hole fills The medication swims Creating thoughts
I can only be so high The slow burn The smoke fills Creating thoughts
When the monsters appear The face changes The lie grows Creating thoughts
I can only be so lonely The bodies numb The feelings stop Creating thoughts
When the hallucinations start The sights hurt The deep blows Creating thoughts
I can only be so tired The eyes close The dream ends Creating thoughts
When it finally terminates The breath seizes The pulse dies Creating thoughts
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