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Counting Seizures

we're past the convenience of apathy is it an act? is it all fake? easy for you to say it's a mistake when my mind is dosed with a thousand new questions and i'll never know 'til we share this affliction we've gone too far for trivialities no going back can't hit the brakes not when your name's on every pill i take when i'm diagnosed with all the wrong conditions i'm too predisposed with no clear grasp of reason it's just like counting seizures we're dangerously unsure while you tell me my green is all red is it too hard to believe i've accepted everything you said you're a hemmorrhage in my left brain slowly bleeding into my right eye well there's no wonder i can't see straight and no wonder why i can't think right you're a cause and a cure for my strain of insanity; but don't ask why when we're caught in this drugged-up stalemate and it's all asinine in hindsight while i'm laughing the song in my head is it too hard to believe i'd rather be lost in you instead when i'm caught in throes of turbulent confusion keep me ever close a welcome dissolution it's just like counting seizures so desperate to be sure with heartbeats in crescendo i just don't know i just don't know

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