Our Father Who Art in Emptiness

I gotta tell you a secret, little baby.
C'mon, I'm out on the bathroom floor
C'mon, I'm out watching fireworks on the moon.
Fingernails running down my back now, baby, it's on
and Oh no, it'll all be over soon

She's got a jar on her whitewashed shelf
Spilling over with rainbow colored candies
And they make her lose her mind now, falling behind now.
Futuristic pictures playing on the wall
She can't look at me, she wants to watch them all

Tear out my kidneys and rip through my veins
That's how we operate our chemical brains
Suffice you, entice you, it keeps me alive
See, I love all the poison but hate to survive

So tell me, tell me now, what's it gonna be
When I'm writhing on the bathroom floor from stark anxiety
With your fingers dancing in my face I think I'll count to five
There's the door, here's the floor, so can I make it out alive?

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My ankles are shattered when I'm down on my knees.
My breathing's gone shallow with no lungs to seize.
So maybe when I come down things will be a little clearer
And I won't have to wake up to the monster in the mirror.

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