Rubber Wings
Butterflys
Tangled strings
Choke the victim
Lives on sand
Craves the ocean
Two that look
Won't see the same thing ing
Some will
And some will stay
All content
To live that way

Stick your arm inside the mirror
Crawl back into bed
Take a swim inside the mirror

Exactified
Exhausted

Some are things I can't understand
Like who is the hood and who is the victim
What is sand?
What is the ocean?
Cause, what I see can't be the same thing.

Crawl back into bed
Take a swim inside the mirror

Exactified
Exhausted

Comatose
Collapse inside the barrel
Roll down the hill
There's nails inside the barrel
Terrified
These walls are awful narrow
Mummified
Impaled on carpet's arrow