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don't you ever look at me
and i will die in your fantasy.
oh, don't you ever look at me
a burning body, nothing to see here.
it's a new year
holding old fears through new jaded eyes.
being honest,
you're so heartless,
not an artist,
you can't empathize with anyone.
oh, don't you ever look at me
daniel johnston at the piano,
in a video,
in a meltdown,
on an iphone screen.
listen up i'll tell a story ‘bout an artist growing old and terrified.
growing old and paranoid.
growing old and terrified.
six seraphim in the form of a bug said
“don't you ever look at me,
and i will die in your fantasy.”
earlier, when i said “six”
i probably should've written “five”
listen up i'll tell a story ‘bout an artist growing old and terrified.
