Pious – A Jealousy Issue – letras

a clustered mind is not a benefical oneI am being chocked mentallythought flow through my headlike a verbose raging rivertambling four word phrasesjumping from noun to nounI yearn to live for a a personthat can make me feel like piousbut instead I am shattered by irreverenceI want someone who allows themselvesto live without marginsto be bereavednights turn into daysand I can only remember my dreamsthey seem existentcreating the smell of perfumethe fumes turn into a plagueoverbearing my senseswith some imaginary womanwho fucks me from hellowhen I open my eyesI see a reflection of myselflost and motionless