blur the lines or reality and realize the sight and beauty of the sounds always around you.
for the depths of the sky is what i see...
chloroform and cigarettes, are all i need...
turning blue and rising up, out of me...
she turns into a mechanical being...
...or something.
just kinda going through experimental stages right now. a little more industrial than acid at times, but we can all be friends, right?
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