a way through the day
a life of the mind
what the hell am i

i prefer the stillness here
their heaven is populated by ours
it's too late
it always had
it always will be

let your memory recover
whatever it needs to
god seen whatever he did that day he doesn't seem to mind
that watchmen shit
that visionary genius shit

so culpable
you're not guilty

when you actually get to be who you are
maybe a little bit of creatine..

losing it
b-2s use anti grav technology
why can't we

unconfortbliminal?
so am i