Inside Of A Plum
Doctor deposits the ketamine in
Intravenously rushing towards my brain
In a building, in an office
In a chair under a weighted blanket
Like a coffin, I'm nearly there
Where I'm
Scuba diving in space
I'm
Scuba diving in space
I'm
Scuba diving in space
Goth orgasm
Put on some headphones
And cover my eyes
Teeth are loosey goosey feeling
And so is my mind
There's a taste of German beer
Then no taste at all
My breath is a wave
I am nothing I am tall
If this is life from now on
I'm so happy I'm not dead
I lift the absence of my chin
Towards the sky and backwards dive
Even my subconscious is self-conscious
Still, I go in and out of my mind
