Testo Collapse - Drewsif Stalin's Musical Endeavors

Collapse

My memories collapse.
As if regurgitated this circumstance presents itself again and again.
This circumstance becomes routine, monotony. Taking from you, giving to me.
Taking from you giving to me, the cycle repeats.
Swallow the sea. Digest the earth. Everything you see marked as yours.
Every recollection I’ve marked with red.
I sift through attempting to find a time devoid of you.
Your facade does not shield my mind’s eye from your actions.
Swallow the sea, digest the earth. Everything you see marked as yours.
My memories collapse.
So fucking collapse.