Head is pounding in a daze. Bruised wrists and your body aches. If you be mine I'll be your mirror. Glide inside and pull your trigger. . Violent mind, violent mind, violent mind.
Summer is coming. And I hope I feel better by the time it does. Then I could leave my room my cocoon. Find the door and walk out to the sun oh. . Feel like I've moved on.
A rocket, a blazing trail of orange. Awaken the dragon, a new age of komodo. A feeling uneasy, that anything could happen. A message, a warning, a prototype of things to come.