I take gluttonous hits and I can’t hear or see
I’m becoming the gavonne you always said I would be
It’s the only way to get your words to stop assaulting my thoughts
The high pitched ringing distracts and transports
For the moment it feels like it might be ok
Like better days are finally coming my way
I see the future when my eyes start to flip
I’m feeling stronger the harder I trip
I leveled up to boulders I don’t accept crumbs
Unbearable anguish and horror get numbed
My lungs hold it forever my heart pounds out of my chest
Can’t seem to remember why I was so obsessed
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