WASTE MAN 💀
Bags and bags of dirty linen weigh heavy on my shoulders Skeletons stay stacked up in a gigantic wardrobe I lost myself in a search for jaw gearing love I'm far gone I'm far gone Lay my bones at the mountain top when sunset comes A version of myself became a vile narcissist The search for fresher waters has begun I hope for heaven's sake that you kiss my clavicle one last time at the mountain top. I hope in my next life i won't taint fresh waters with stinky blood when I reach for a drink to quench my thirst for the undone.