I'm diluted and perfectly flawed, i shall live by passion and not by law and i'm insecure... i need aggression to feed the spiders of perception and i'm suppose to strong and have all the answers. A cannibal in the new church of cancer but i'm nothing special, i'm not unique. I have many secrets and i eat the weak.
I think about it... all the time, i'm volatile and afraid to cry but i'm still not comfortable in my skin and the anesthetics slowly wearing thin. I need to talk to someone new, i need a different latitude. I'm in this void.. all alone feeling needy... hungry to grow but i'm suffocating.. can't come down .... no way out. I need to find my sanctuary... someplace safe.... gotta get this outta me.... this is my escape!!!! - Otep
