Blinders

I’m living in a warm cloud somewhere in my head

I suffer from delusions burying my dead

Back to sleep now

All the way down

Novocaine cloud

Covering doubt

Hide the truth away

Show me what I want to see

I don’t know what’s real

Ready to fall

Tell me it’s ok

Even if you lie to me

I don’t want to feel

Nothing at all

Nothing at all

I’m digging out my eyes with knife cause I like it

Don’t tell me that the world isn’t how I designed it

Nothing’s getting better

Nothings getting better

Around me

Nothings getting better

Nothings getting better

A bad dream

Paranoid

Terrified

Novocaine

Cloud my eyes