I saw the world through the lens of a pinhole camera

I saw nothing,

I was blind

In between a black hole and a super nova is where you’ll find me

Imploding and expanding simultaneously No longer blind

I’d been running away for so long

When I finally caught myself

there wasn’t much left

The script’s last page is blank

And the medicine is gone

A sick monster,

a twister of dark matter

On a heavier trip

than you can comprehend

A tornado

trying to mend

the life it shattered

Waiting for nothing to begin

A flat line,

my insides are turning out

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

I keep walking

past the places I was born in

Now their faces are blank, shiny, and dead

I don’t recognize a thing,

I can’t recall them

A closed book that

I can never read again

A flat line,

my insides are turning

out The lights fade,

this final war starts now

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

Killing me

All of that is ending now

for I have arisen Survived myself somehow, dead and imprisoned

I’m fighting to live

if I am to see the day

I swear I’ll never sleep again

I am no man’s slave

I wanted the fog to lift

but I was living in a cloud

Nostalgia is grinding the life from today

The present always dies in future memories

And King me is killing me

Cut wide open and bleeding to death for all to see

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

King me is killing me

He’s killing me

He won’t kill me

I won’t let him kill me

He won’t kill me