sober, my mind is on a pedestal.
woke up to coffee, somehow my head is still
suffering from a disorder; her name's echoing
inside of plato's cave; real life is beckoning me.
sober, my mind is on a pedestal.
woke up to coffee, somehow my head is still
suffering from a disorder; her name's echoing
inside of plato's cave; real life is beckoning me.