Oh, it’s grand
feeling like the center of attention
With all the birds and trees
Singing outside of comprehension
Noise brands
the sensory information
With all the ghouls and fleas
Chewing skin with a frustration
To be fair
this is only an extension
Of a mind so bored
It craves for hallucinations
But for all the ghouls and trees
I can give Grimm citations
The wolf ate the hood
In the act of ancient domination
I apologise
if my smile undergoes degeneration
It’s not you, it’s me
Due to my genetic innervation
I narcotize
the songs with medication
With all the birds and trees
Singing outside of comprehension
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