DMT

Emerald front lawn
 Comforting like a blanket
 Covering like a mold
 Emerald front lawn blades
 Cut a shape of what I was
 I was soft, I was shy, and I was cold
 See the sowing of awful seeds
 That grow into awkward breeds
 
 See the rain, see the torture rain
 That keeps them inside of the steel
 See the rain, see the torture rain from inside
 You don't have to feel what you don't want to now
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 Emerald front lawn
 Seems to me more like an island
 I'd swim out but I can't
 so I'll just become the island
 Burning hot, I am the white of the sand
 and you can walk all over me
 Forming the shape of me
 
 Along with chemicals, so I only feel half-right
 Chemicals of the prescriptive kind
 Chemicals my brain releases when I die will make me see lies
 See the rain, see the torture rain
 That keeps them inside of the steel
 See the rain, see the torture rain from inside
 You don't have to feel what you don't want to now
 What you don't want to now
 What you don't want
 You want to fit in to perfect straight skin but your heart won't fold