You know what I’m feeling
you
know what I’d say
you
know it’s not healing
you
know it’s never going away.
I
know you’re inside of it
I
know it’s all gone
I
know it’s fallen beside of it
I
know that everything’s wrong.
Standing
on top of the world as it all falls down
swimming
in an ocean and I’m ready to drown
so
suddenly as deafening without a sound
in
a pile of lost souls searching nowhere bound,
Breaking
down...
Fucked
in the sense of displacement, suffocation
no
more regrets as civility breaks with hesitation
wasting
away as, of course, with no restoration
burning
inside of this strangulation, self deprivation.
You
know the way it’s going
you
know it’s not alright
you
know what the picture’s showing
you
know it’s drifting out of sight.
I
know because it’s in front of me
I
know you’re out of time
I
know the tongue spits blasphemy
I
know this is the end of the line.
Fucked
in the sense of displacement, suffocation
burning
inside of this strangulation, self deprivation.
Huu Cao