Pious 가사

a clustered mind is not a benefical one I am being chocked mentally thought flow through my head like a verbose raging river tambling four word phrases jumping from noun to noun I yearn to live for a a person that can make me feel like pious but instead I am shattered by irreverence I want someone who allows themselves to live without margins to be bereaved nights turn into days and I can only remember my dreams they seem existent creating the smell of perfume the fumes turn into a plague overbearing my senses with some imaginary woman who fucks me from hello when I open my eyes I see a reflection of myself lost and motionless