there is a brain up in this
ghost cloud I cannot learn to fall
and yes I've known how to forget this
with all those years below
I see the picture of your murder
plastered on the walls of my sickest
darkest secrets
yes the ones that make me crawl
broken mind
that you left in the gutter
it was mine
thought you used it to
better yourself
hook and line
maybe you won in the past
but the future is
mine
just because I don't say nothin'
doesn't mean you're off the hook
I don't care about your welfare
or your holy black book
maybe I was never
meant to stand up on my own
but here I am still standing and
I'm spitting on your
throne
though my brain lacks human
sanity I still know how to care
and despite all of your efforts to try and
choke my air
the boy slut has a vengeance
that needs to be fulfilled
and just cause you don't see it
doesn't mean that it can't
kill