Refraction (feat. [Mingkurray])

There's smoke in my eye You've been too quiet Spending too much time Ideating You're time-specific Wanted a soft launch From your lesser prison You write for the drawer You write for the drawer You write for the drawer You write for the drawer The odd thing I've learned I like to imagine From the star garnet curb In the total absorption In the god's honest verse Out of any abstraction In this blind item world You're the pupil refracting