Sunset clogged up
Spirit's clocked out
Losses get cut before it's over
Wide mouth dumbstruck
Bloated brain hush
Thoughts all cluttered up
No room to maneuver
Will your pulse ever rise?
When you're only surprised
Expected, probable, projected
Decayed design resurrected
Dress my flesh down
Speak my stolen sound
Walk my corpse around
It's all I wanted
I forget you in waves
I reset every day
Insensate, existent, undiscerning
Back off my fuse is burning