Nearly rocked to sleep easily by the static noise coming through the radio frequency, lulled to numbness by the steady hum of secrecy, spare some of the life you're too busy to live and breathe it into me. Realizations of death while i lie awake with my head on your chest, your heart beating unevenly isn't the only thing that keeps me from sleeping peacefully.Keep rambling on needlessly, let your voice drown out the sound of my thoughts unraveling seamlessly. All notions were preconceived, even though any hint of clarity was caught in the web of deceite i was busy spinning while you were alseep.Maybe i enjoyed thinking all you needed was me, but i would never admit it. I'm strictly commited to being indirect, an attribute you always considered a character defect. Take a hint from me and master the technique of forgoing honesty and... decency. You can twist the truth a thousand ways and still avoid the risk of not being believed. A modification of reality is capable of achieving if you can distort your method of perceiving. If seeing is believing, simply change what you're seeing.
