Multifaceted growling, a wounded animal
Passive, controlling, quite yet every noise
Too many drugs, so many dreams, so many deaths
Such neglect, a faiilure to reflect

I would love t o see your bones Naked
The blood, the syringe, vainglorious death
I predict a riot, I predict a revolution
We’ve been moving silently hardly noticing

Open yourself up to me anytime, honestly
Don’t matter how bad it got how sad and
Un-necessary. Fuck it you are, don’t want no
One else. There is no one else. I need to rest in your noise