Drop four tabs onto my tongue
The television screen distorts
Movements becoming tracers
As the walls begin to waiver
Back and forth
Skin begins to interweave
Do you see it
Do you see the colors
that you've never seen before
I have taken too much this time
Do you feel it
Do you feel the glooming
that you've never felt before
All the same lessons are always learned
Parts in my head id rather not know
Everything makes me uncomfortable
Thoughts of gore circle inside my mind
Look into my eyes in the mirror
The devil is what i see in myself
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