I want so badly to believe
In the world in the magazines:
Better homes, life refined.
But I'm without a catalyst,
Without the glossy print.
I'm wearing thin,
Like the conscience of a funeral arranger.
Wearing thin and breathing fast,
Shallow breaths.
Don't look this way
Because I'll pull you in faster than you can say 'GQ'.

You'll be all I have; you're f___ed.
Time owns my body, and my mind.
Escape is on my mind.
Life redefined:
Cyclical days of waking,
Working, and regretting.

Listen.
Hear that void?
It's me.

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