I was stubborn
Destroying all the remedies
Trying to conceive the voices that you gave to me
Eating with the cats
Eating with the colors
That want to take me off of it
You have to think of all my lost friends
You have to think of all my senses
I got lost in the middle of your essence
As I went in to the center of my conscience
Consciences respond to your pain
To your pain
Everything, anything but the pain
This pain