who gave my mind a stick for now it’s poking holes in imaginations soul who whispered wearily into my bleeding heart that started up a game where fingers went insane tripped up my dreamy feet I fall - hard, upon my back fronting up to darkness - my eyes reveal the sharpness my tongue whipped into shape my hair it now reminds me of the strings I used to bind me and thought it was a laugh… my teeth are talking back No - Seriously it’s true I’m so fucking bored without you -