Текст: Josephine. Other. I Don't Want To Die.

Awake in a dream and know the feeling when "choice" exudes a different meaning. a certain overt opalescence that showers the scene in incandescent light from the other side that swirls and churns in glassy eyes.

i can feel my body fold into the cold, blue and white sunlight. I can feel my pulse thicken up with bright red blood and I...

caught in irreverant and eratic action, where voices converse over the static. a tired lull. a short distraction. "be careful!" cries the sky, emphatic. and then the winds stops. and then the world starts to dissolve.

i can feel my body fold into the cold, blue and white sunlight. I can feel my pulse thicken up with bright red blood and I...

i don't wanna die. so sew up my stomach, make it alright. cause i'm burning alive inside