A work in progress, or a progress in work...
Lyrics
And I will keep the secrets of my former insecurities where my sanity is cleverly hidden.
in the corners of my mind they lay idle chained without riddle.
for I am insane and electrically eccentric.
slow creaking doors you open in my mind.
stealthy traveling and searching.
What are you looking for up there?
You are growing restless... are you comfortable?
must my heart be your pillow and my soul be your blanket?
Just know. I don't recall what my scream sounds like though right now I wish to scream.
but it is my respect for their ears.
Something is happening another transformation. What have you done!?
Miraculous merci!
[purple] hydrangeas derranged and dangerous!
I'm thirsty. growing dehydrated.
But I take caution to poisoned waters
That make grief stricken daughters
and more Bills to be slaughtered.
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