Tell me everything, and take your time, I said
Now your bromides stain my mind with photoluminescent dye
As I wait my turn to speak, language center's stultified
Fruit is sweet, and past its peak
You fill your cheeks, but miss the signs

You've got symptoms
We only can discuss kittens
You've got symptoms
Breaking through the cross rhythms
Of our interlocking mental prisons
In my diagnosis
You must have your reasons

How to treat you when I'm surely no physician?
Nonetheless it's plain that there's a worsening condition
As we reach the red line, hang your head on mine
Always time for one more chance
Now I fear that time has passed

Due to symptoms
There hasn't been a thought given
To those symptoms
Breaking through the cross rhythms
Of our interlocking masochism
In my diagnosis
You don't even notice

How to fix this when I'm surely no magician?
Possibly you know it's an impossible position
Happy to not be scared of you
It's dumb to do that anymore, I think

New dream: Gone already
New dream: Same as the old
New dream: Happy, happy
New dream: Scare

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