I saw the world through the lens of a pinhole camera.
I saw nothing.
I was blind.
In between a black hole and supernova is where you'll find me.
Imploding and expanding simultaneously, no longer alive.
I've been running away for so long.
When I finally caught myself
There wasn't much left.
The scripts last page is blank,
And the medicine is gone.
A sick bastard.
A twister of dark matter.
On a heavier trip than you can comprehend.
A tornado.
Trying to mend the life that's shattered.
Waiting for nothing to begin,
A fine line, my insides are tearing out.
King me is killing me.
King me is killing me.
I keep walking past the places I was born in,
