Crises

I see you coming at me

Seem to run but at times in a creep

Witchland between you and I

Which end is going on your mastermind?

How many days, how many nights?

How many games, how many rhymes

Into the blast?

How many words until my last shred?

How loose seems the most ready?

How loose seems the most?

My mind is paralyzed in a projection

Like I was dead before any action

Before the gone, before the down

Before I step aside from life

Before the night

I'm anxious, I feel you crawling in my nerves

Through your calendar

I'm obsessed to survive you with my various crisis

Crisis

Crisis

I see you coming at me

Seem to run but at times in a creep

Witchland between you and I

Which end is going on your mastermind?

How many days, how many nights?

How many games, how many rhymes

Into the blast?

How many words until my last shred?

How loose seems the most ready?

How loose seems the most?

Crisis

Crisis