Put it to bed

It’s not good

For your head

 

STRIKE 1

 

Your eyes

Become like

Golf balls

In the night sky

 

You scream paranoia

Like it was the last

Thing on earth

 

STRIKE 2

 

You walk a lonely road

You can hear the thoughts

In your head a little clearer

 

You can’t control your mind

You can only block it out

 

STRIKE 3

 

Darkness looks pretty now

 

 

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