the  psychology of your face

the reality of your face
a violence in your taste
The screaming sensation in my mind
the voices that Fuck up time

The fascination
The reaction
this cold hearted fathom

the things you do your flawless structure
running in circles I can't breath
My claw-less finger will come for your dead beating heart

The circuits in your brain
maybe your oblivious on the inside
what's this for anyway?

I'm not sad or hurt
I just wrote the book about your mind.