I can't tell what's fake and what's real anymore.
Reality keeps bending in and out and I just can't get a hold of anything.
The nightmares are my reality now and reality is nothing but an illusion.
It won't stop talking to me. I don't want to hear it at all but it just won't stop.
Stopstopstop please stop.
Everything is green and a machine-washed grey.
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