Asked you all a question
I didn't need your answer
Rhetorical rhetoric
Filling in all of the holes
The holes that allow my brain
To pour out of my temple
I found what it is to be
Alive just as we've learned what
It is to die
I feel it distilled
Distilled in past time shadow
Then it's gone
And never to be again
I feel it distilled
Distilled in past time shadow
Then it's gone
My brain is out of my head
It's splattered on the walls
My blood flows from a vein
And it's splattered on the floor
My head is off my body
Hanging on by just a thread
You're a little thread
You won't go no matter what
You're tied to my head
I feel it distilled
Distilled in past time shadow
Then it's gone
And never to be again
I feel it distilled
Distilled in past time shadow
Then it's gone
Despite all the connections
Feelings that aren't there
My brain floats in piss
Everyone's a stranger
Despite all the connections
And my scorn