How much you turn it inside out it conceals just understanding. Claustrophobia and blood mixed seed cursed downstairs against my will. Cobweb sticks to molten years, cockroaches served with cream. Honey tea, psilocybe larvae. Honeymoon, silver spoon, psilocybe tea.
Energy trickles with the tide.
Masterminds and the suicide squad drink acid water by my side, stake the saviour of their daily fraud. Overfilled toothpaste tubes, sleepless and timeless faces. Honey tea, psilocybe larvae. Honeymoon, silver spoon, psilocybe tea. I stole the colour of night to get out of your sight.