Chemical Throne

Well it's safe and it's warm
When you're outside the world
Sitting alone on a chemical throne
You can watch the world burn
But, consumed by your pâro
You feel like a caged sparrow at home
It's nothing new
Disdain for every act you do
Altschmerz will drag you
To ever deeper gloom
Because nothing ever changes
You're still fist-fighting rages
And crying ink into pages
Of the sorrows left to you when you were young
And the clown in the corner
Or sitting by your side
Snickers, laughs, and torments you
With every cruel aside
But the world is so much warmer
In the dark after you've died
On your chemical throne
Released from scabulous flesh
And broken bones
These wytai obsolescences
And onist adolescences
The kuebiko you've known since you were young
Pointless insinuations
And the price for what you never bought
Tell me can I have a refund
If I go and talk to god?
I never asked to exist
I never agreed to pay
The price is much too high for me
I'd like to return this pain
It's lachesistic
Not masochistic
So away I float
On my chemical throne
To the dark void, my only home
Because the world's only comfortable
When everything is numb
So take another shot of blackness
Return to the tar pit that feels like home
Float away from everything
On a glorious chemical throne