maybe I'm a medic
I've come dressed in white
with no other agenda
but to ease your troubled mind
so breathe with me slowly
let me dress the wound
no one is coming to get us
no man from out under the moon
I'm no longer the night, no longer the night
I let go of the lie I let go of the lie
I'm staying inside I'm staying inside
for now, forever
for I was drowning
in the black river
in projections in the mirror
in a neurotic affiliation
with the cirumstance of my station
I was the doctor and the patient
and the sofa and the blankets
I was cultivating patience
without any moral cause
I was looking for control
but only over my own thoughts
I had lost my mind
maybe im a medic
with a song in the wind
hear me in the branches
regretting what i did
I let go of the night
i'm no longer the night
I was loving the lie
I was out of my mind
just having a time
just having a time
out getting wasted
doing stupid shit i hate
spending money making enemies
singing shit i'd never say
smoking cigarettes with naked strangers
and then walking home at dawn
I was lying to myself
thinking the fire
came from someone else
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