حالم خیلیییییییی گرفتس

in space the stars are no nearer
they just glitter like a morgue
and i dreamed i was a spaceman
burned like a moth in a flame
and our world was so fu**ing gone

all my stitches itch
my prescriptions low, i wish you
were queen
just for today
in a world so white what else could i say?

and hell was so cold
all the vases are so broken
and the roses tear our hands all open
mother mary miscarry
but we pray just like insects
the world is so ugly now