Everything is blurry.
The serpent,
It stings my throat and chest.
I just want
To be the same as you.
If I could,
I would carry you far,
Far away,
And steal your body
And your mind,
And become you.
I would be perfect.
Everything is blurry.
The serpent,
It stings my throat and chest.
I just want
To be the same as you.
If I could,
I would carry you far,
Far away,
And steal your body
And your mind,
And become you.
I would be perfect.