You are drawn to chaos,
You like the screams that don’t let you sleep
You crave for the chaos
That doesn’t let you sleep.
You are enchanted by the illusions —
The illusions that haunt you in daylight
You are enamoured by the illusion
That you see in broad daylight.
In plain sight like a devil in the dark,
The shadows know your reality
While the light hides the façade
That you can see in the dark.
You see it, you know it
And you crave it
Yet, you wear new clothes on your rotten skin
Because I know that you know it.
You look at chaos with lecherous eyes
And make love to the demons that don’t let you sleep.
Then you pity yourself
And drown in it as you weep.
You let your illusions guide you;
The illusions that haunt you in broad daylight.
They are the ones that will kill you
When you try to sleep at night.
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