jasmine.4.t - Guy Fawkes Tesco Dissociation

I can't be fun to be around when I'm not there, I hit fast-forward
Can't remember where I've been since fireworks across the street
And when I try its supermarket lights, you held me by the freezer
And then nothing 'til your doormat slipping underneath my feet

When I push harder, something stops me like a force field like a membrane
Like two north poles like two train doors closing freezer food inside
But I can see you through the window telling me or telling my brain
It's not broken, it's my body telling me to run and hide

But it is not me there, it's someone wearing my hair
Telling you I'm okay and I'll be back soon
But I'm not even anywhere, it's so fucking unfair
They've done this, and they still sleep in our room

When there's nothing in my head but the screaming
Got nothing left to dread but my leaving
The tub fills with my blood, hits the ceiling
I won't act, but it's all that I'm dreaming

I can't be anyone at all, so let me skip to the next chapter
Find connection next to true self something larger than my life
Where fireworks can't reach me and the supermarkets greet me
Where potatoes make the faces smiling warmth from deep inside

The deep freeze freezer, you'll see me there with my breathing regulated
Compensated and forgiving for all injuries, I find
With my eye movement, I'll see you dent cans just for to get the discount
We can rewind and undo, reprocess and desensitize

But now it's not me there it's someone wearing my hair
Telling you I'm okay and I'll be back soon
But I'm not even anywhere, it's so fucking unfair
They've done this, and they still sleep in our room

When there's nothing in my head but the screaming
Got nothing left to dread but my leaving
The tub fills with my blood, hits the ceiling
I won't act, but it's all that I'm dreaming

There's nothing in my head but the screaming
Got nothing left to dread but my leaving
The tub fills with my blood, hits the ceiling
I won't act, but it's all that I'm dreaming