the white mist hits the ground.
My lungs comfort me with joy.
Vegging on one detail
the rest just crowds around.
My eyes itch of burning red!
Picture sounds on moving insects so surreal!
Lay around looks like I found something new.
Laying in my bed, I thing I'm in left field.
I picture someone, I think it's you!
You're standing so darn close.
My body begins to swell.
Why does 1 + 1 make 2?
[Green day]
