Confusion In the extreme
Extacy - Poem by Confusion In the extreme
Why do i feel this way?
Why cant i have a happy day?
Im gonna give in to this feeling.
I hope you can still feel my heart beating.
You think you cause my pulse to pinch.
Haha. Dream big bitch.Its only an instinct.
I take my pills, I know that it kills.
But i have the wills, To make my own kills.
I feel extatic. Can hear the elektrict.
Its like a world inside a pill.
And in the end that world will make you ill.
But 'till then, say that you will,
Carry on and just chill.
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