Walk into the woods,
and find yourself a home.
Give yourself a minute,
some time to be alone.
Rushing words can hypnotize,
the weariest of minds.
I can hear it in the trees,
in their moans and sighs.
I think of you and I wait for a kiss.
But how could you love a man like this?
The feral waves crash into my mind.
I wish that I could leave it all behind.
This new vision.
Is addictive.
I take the pills,
it goes away.
But I don’t want,
to live this way so,
this new vision,
is addictive.
Just close your eyes,
and see what I see.
The doctors they tell me,
that I can’t live this way.
I need to take the supplement,
to force the Demon Days.
The Demon Days and the vision,
are the elite in my mind.
They point out the flaws I have,
it helps me feel alive.
But I soon settle with a pill or two,
to please the one I love.
Demon Days and vision,
don’t have to be with me everyday.
But the rabbit goes down the hole,
when I’m feeling like clockwork.
But the new vision that I have,
it is what I want in clockwork.
This new vision.
Is addictive.
I take the pills,
it goes away.
But I don’t want,
to live this way so,
this new vision,
is addictive.
Just close your eyes,
and see what I see.
Remember me