He doesn’t want to talk to you braindead mornons the ‘empathy’ is breaking the communications down shes pinning his heart to the floor the sweats dripping from his face, she’s forcing him to combine it with tears, keeping his hands on her so its left untouched she whispers painful lies he’s resisting another breath this is what hes got caught up in the aching he cant control the addiction to contradiction cant pull his head above water she promised him her world but she promised him that car too cant stop his rain from falling he came for a raincoat but he just got one of her own kind Hes falling faster than he can put his arm out unable to break and motionless