Arsonist

Just how loud them voices get How you gonna be high one moment in the basement the next Coming going, fly or unimportant, goat or nothing Crawl no more dancing for it Another staycation here wires in my head another day break them gears Stream content constant concoct concepts often not enough to process It's weird how it stalls when it hits me, it kills the confidence and eye contact That connection is weird between the mind, the soul, it's the optics I shouldn't be here You're an arsonist in my head Moment to moment the moment the noise'll be here There's a flaw in the system. Try not to think about it I can't not when there's an arsonist in my head you shouldn't be here You had me going you were sure about this Eating like shit, mental murder crimes Now my hard drive tense in a menage with a Smith and Wesson Put me in that moment fading just before I drown Where you going When the light might leave your eyes finally harmonies right there in between it And the stars are broken dreams in a jar. I shouldn't be here You're an arsonist in my head Moment to moment the moment the noise'll be here There's a flaw in the system Try not to think about it I can't not when there's an arsonist in my head Think you should be here And the stars are so clear, faded whispers I don't want to Tied a moment on long enough now I am with the scenery Watching all them birds, ominous among the mushrooms and greenery Forever still peacefully existing as a whisper in a breeze only ever singing Help me, I'm sorry