Blurry vision,
a swollen point of view.
I'm caught in the hysteria of the flashing lights and the laughter.
Didn't come for the fun, I came for what they have to offer.
Drunk on the couch, I'm third person perspective.
All of the noise is giving me a headache.
Feels like I'm drowning, or floating in mid air, and I can't seem to be getting anywhere.
I just wanted to forget you, was that too much to ask?
I wanted to prove something by consuming myself, and I set my soul aflame to keep your pleasures warm.
I'm no match to be instigating others' satisfactions, I shouldn't burn myself for loving you, and end up into ashes.
