Pristine
I panic about everything I see
Nothing remains constant
And it is terrifying (ambulance)
Broken and if it came to a choice
I would always choose death (c'est la vie)
A force so great that it was never there (divine)
Distrusted me enough that (sentience)
I am never fluid (decline)
Always frozen
Another hour survived (affluence)
I cannot look this, shudder at this book
(Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Love is nothing I can't ignore
Because they're wrong, they're all fucking wrong
How can they not
Hate me like I do, I am a failure, I am a failure, I am a failure
How could no one see this state before
Before I implode I suggest that you go
