lobby (intro) from NumberNineCypressApartmentComplex by mothgirl

lighter like a supernova
inhale then i sip the soda
30 in my nose its all gone
aim down the sights pull the trigger its over

i dont really know what to thibk anymore
i light gasoline n then i close the door
but what good does a closed door do if its ash?
trail of bodies behind me, im bored
of the pain, of not feelin anything
lackthereof, ill inject about anything
into my arm, track marks from emotion
substance abuse til im gone, my actions are wrong
in eyes of the persecutor, unfortunately
that’s the one in the mirror
disappointment crawls on her face
as her frown creeps along and
the hope is erased

i sit alone
waiting for my time to come
room service touching up
so i can have some fun

suitcase contents sprawled out
on the white comforter
white in the needle while i sit in comfort her

black in her eyes while we fade to the other side
empty our stomachs , fill our veins with incandescent light

we lay back like porcelain dolls
it makes sense seeing as how we’ll break when we fall

the lights twinkle
from above and we spin in circles

she wants to fly
i told her take my hand we’ll become immortal

i told her that her dress
looks pretty with all that floral

she wants to die
i told her take my hand together we’re mortal

but im alone for life
she’s just a figment of my
drug induced delusions oh i
feel trapped in this apartment complex
what’s next? what’s next? what’s next?

• Alternative
• mothcore
• New Hampshire