Breathe [Psychography Experiment 24-04-19 II] - NONE OF THIS IS ABOUT TR**S SHIT

Everything you dream of can come true In another world it's all on you the injuries sustained all fade away your soul turns grey everything's okay. The skin what's underneath? This isn't me I can't breathe Some days it's almost transparent some days it's six feet of cement I make up words to get it right and wake up crying in the middle of the night The skin what's underneath? This isn't me I can't breathe