lucid building peace

and who knows covered by a green tint i'm silent i'm still breathing the fumes affraid of the sky with the relivance in its eyes slimy liquidy rubber in which makes me treck i didn't eat enough enough to make me fall out of health and out of mind i am going but when am i not no one ever stays it doesn't make sense i am always going just to start going again until I arrive home ........DEaTH from where i come the dead are unborn just as the unborn are dead tragedy of life and the rejoice of peace until it starts again just let me hide behind you or in your car outside your mind on the moon under the sun (insert picture here)