Hopeless

From the album Kill World

there's nothing left
inside my head
when things go black
like death and still

I made my world
an empty hole
so indescribably hopeless

I want to ventilate my bedroom with poison
hear the hissing, up in the arches

So many questions
from my physician
I stuff them all in my
trashy, trashy jar

I made my world
an empty hole
so indescribably hopeless hopeless



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