haunted by ghosts who won't be happy
until they're harassing my bones
I can't say
words don't make it easier to sever your heart
there's no adequate apology
for false hope and false starts
there's no art in seizures
no charm in a vegetative state
I can't escape
fuck calgon, grand mal take me away
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