The flowers died and left behind
My bleeding cracking eyes
I pulled the blinds
They took away my pills today
And made me say I’m sorry
Their crutch was just as good as mine
And now I taste a bitter lack of empathy
The lakes are empty and
The deserts filled with water
Californian criers saying
“No more magazines,
The paper’s gone”
I fuck away the day
In darkened dystopian boredom
Remembering what love once was
Before everyone rose to stardom
My bleeding cracking eyes
I pulled the blinds
They took away my pills today
And made me say I’m sorry
Their crutch was just as good as mine
And now I taste a bitter lack of empathy
The lakes are empty and
The deserts filled with water
Californian criers saying
“No more magazines,
The paper’s gone”
I fuck away the day
In darkened dystopian boredom
Remembering what love once was
Before everyone rose to stardom