Is it the blur in my eye? A slur of the teeth? The low hung and empty perception of me? It's beautifully distorted, and clipped at the joint Holding just enough motion to keep me on point

Can I reverse, or just sit down? I think I've lost sight of the ground I need to look just right and sorted The problem is I see no end or where I started

My truths were just lies that I told myself I dressed them to shine to attract my eye And I can't look away, I just have to see Where exactly they are taking me

The sum of it all won't stay in the black Once I calculate, well, there's no turning back All in all its just a push to control The only thing that I ever was...

Can I reverse, or just sit down? I think I've lost sight of the ground I need to look just right and sorted The problem is I see no end or where I started

...Euphoria