Because Language is So Limiting

In this room
In this room, I got so high
That I felt fine
For the first time in a long time

Now it may be
That I've finally lost my mind
But those shotgun blasts
Are getting longer all the time

Tried to conceive
Of my own mythology
But those old gods
Had nothing left to offer me

There are times
I have difficulty speaking
So I'll stop trying



Credits
Writer(s): Darien Campo
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