Despair (by Yeah Yeah Yeahs)

It feels like a memory and the smoke goes hello hello hello round my head.

All the unborn tears of all the wasted years
swim around
in your head
as you lay down on a bed -

Turkish cotton candy feels like someone's putting the stuffing from your pillow into you mouth and you're actually enjoying it. Shopping for food you don't know how to eat makes a nice hobby, thank you very much. Note to anyone: Once you manage to engage your thoughts in private conversations you no longer need to make them public. Kloppt het?

And what if you think you are not able to live with people and then realize you are not able to live without them.

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If it's all in my head there's nothing to fear.
If it's all in my head there's nothing to fear.
If it's all in my head there's nothing to fear. Some sun is gonna rise.