. . . if you look l o o o o o ng enough will reality start

looking like / /// your mind wants

it to ? ? ? ?

or are we pushing escapism ?

pharcide of the moon and we've got tickets to take you there

or pass out in front of the pharmacy door.

time keeps tic-ing we start tac-ing

like you can't hit the shore without crashing into other waves, pushing further

and further, and further with each wave of consciousness or unconsciousness;

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can't keep running away from yourself and into others

feels like a stone with water sipping through its veins

take-away people

moving like tectonic plates