Slow Decay

What are the words that I should sing What are the stories that I should bring I'm not asking you I'm asking the thing that's in my head Lithium fed I'm doing great, I'm not dead None of us can die We're living in a lie But it's not here to sigh My king of limbs will try There's a radio in my head And it's giving me what I want And I need to stay spoon fed So I'm not dropping all You're watching us I'm watching you too But I can't see you But I know you're there Because you're guiding me With thoughts that can't be From my own reality A ouija board keyboard tweeting what I need to see I'm feeling it I'm there You know the story Take some drugs and figure it out for yourself Peace and thanks for listening