come at me, commotion
sink into the cracks of my mind
undo me right now
there’s plenty of time
have a go, grieving
grant me the pain
to suffer tomorrow
i’m already insane
break me down, bedlam
plant your lips on my life
take hold of my senses
i’m accustomed to strife
come at me, chaos
clear me of noise
monotony bores me
and order destroys
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