Epiphany
Your words to me just a whisper
Your faces so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear
‘Cause it’s always raining in my head
So I speak to you in riddles because
My words get in the way. I smoke the
Whole thing to my head and feel it
Wash away ‘cause I can’t take anymore
Of this, I want to come apart,
Or dig myself a
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