I'm unclean
Oil-slick serene
I'll see myself out
A cellar door
Opens for
A solemn summoning
Lashing out
Blowing lines
I've been long since left behind
Deconstructing years of abuse
You're looking at me
I'm staring through you
Is this me?
Am I free to be nothing more than this disease?
Honesty
Decency
Albatross autonomy
Putting out
Disgusting vibes
I've been long since left behind
Deconstructing years of abuse
You're looking at me
I'm staring through you
