if your secret gets out

you'll send everybody away from the house

you'll sit me down & cover my ears

until the gossip disappears

when your secret gets out

you'll tell everybody to lie to me

but i'd rather be dumb and adore you

than suffer from some incessant need

to implore you for the truth

there is a period after death

is it pure white & profound?

there is a period after death

is it small, black & round?

dimethyltryptamine

dimethyltryptamine

fireflies of my memories orbit my head

who can i beg to illuminate them

after I'm dead?

there is a period after death

is it pure white & profound?

there is a period after death

is it small, black & round?

dimethyltryptamine

dimethyltryptamine

days of my life like flicked ash

it's all in the wrist