Sertraline

The vomit in my mouth tastes like summer magazines I just wanna feel the way I do in my dreams Scream my name a thousand times make no difference to me Only time I feel alive is when I drown in sleep I just need this to be over But you don't deserve closure Cut it off, deal with it sober You hurt me till I lost composure I'm so tired of being the liar Fuelling the fire so we don't expire Its toxic, I hate it Neurotic, outdated I miss who I was before I knew you Put the fucking pills in the cabinet You can never have it You cannot believe its real You were never told the deal Numbing everything you feel Numbing everything you feel Fill the fucking room with your malice Teeth clenched Locked jaw habit Lost in the thrill Whatever gets you the kill Quiet individual ills, ills, ills