I've got myself deep this time. Tons of frustration builds in mine. And it shows me nothing. It shows me nothing at all. . Circle the drain. Backward solace right from your side.
Pieces of you, spread all over, torn in two. Forward/backward. . Save yourself, from nothing, from no one. Forward/backward. . You better get yourself out of it.
Soon I will be falling down. The way I always. And I remember falling. And I remember crawling. . Still I'm falling. Have you come down. From all the peeling?.