Cold and catatonic inside, the entire world of the dead and dead inside, purge your friends, playful purrs, clouds of toxic smoke on your Mojave horizon, pills on your tongue, blue footballs and white bars, wild as fuck, dance how I dance, not playing dead and not waking up, eyes shake, chemical foam at the mouth, frozen happiness in a permanent bliss, an optimistic nightjar at the forest's edge, brilliant and raspberry colored, an overdose, lacerating melancholy, doctors and Laurelwood, forked tongued demons and lepers, the whores and the sycophants, Ice Spice, give me more, kiss me on the eyes, let me sink into the ocean because of love but you are no priest to me.