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I've tasted what it's like. I don't dig it. I could heal the lesser bites, so they won't scar, but why bother. Like to feel the bumps and bruises, so

Am I frightened of this town? Just a little. I'm a frightened of all the things that it makes me do. I've been invited to a part with demons and dickheads

Feral children of the night. You're hungry. I get it. It's all been fashioned, so get in line; or draw one. It don't matter. You got another itch to

I'm on a quest for normalcy, balance, respect and mystery. Rechargeable with cells and chips and such. Flooded with information. Refresh rate the face

make some changes. In the low. I don't want it this way. I gotta pull my self together; ripped and frayed. Unconscious of the patches I've earned. More

I don't feel more dead buried deeper, or more joyful when I'm touching the sky. I'm just "Stuck in the middle". and I pierce the earth to be an individual