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[yournikki]

tripping and trembling in a turmoil state
Unable to grasp, able to grip
I stumble up into another trip
A higher place of no restrictions
a forgiving place of resurections

"I want out, i want to live how i see fit"
I want, i want, i'll give into it

I see how i play and see how you falter
i see myself sacrifice you on the alter
as my altered vision swirls, draining its fate
I'm tripping and trembling in a turmoil state

Fear i see as what keeps me here
And i wonder how long it will be
A week, A day? a month? a year?
I wonder what more i will see
a scar for me or for you my dear?
for a scar is what we'll be

I'll eat your scars and drink you clean
i'll bathe in all fictions of you i've seen
neurotic psychosis seen in my dreaming fate
I'm tripping and trembling in a turmoil state

Why, may i ask, do i run while dreaming?
What, i wonder, could i be running from
Maybe significant? That's how it's seeming
but only unraveled in months to come.