Song i wrote but did nothing with

Pen just scatters confusion

A lie from an artist makes it wonderful

A lie from an artist makes it whole

A lie from an artist makes it magical

I lie from an artist makes it yours

Late night hallucinations

Dreams of fire and pelage

Waking up in a cold sweat

I am whole again

I am alive

Can’t sleep here anymore

They’ll find me I am sure

Just need to reach the window

Just need to make a cure

If I die before I wake

I have no soul for you to take

But take my flesh, my blood, my bone

Just promise me you’ll leave my home