new generation of antipsychotics

Wake up with a dead flower, sign of past Life half lived. Now planted, now feed your bland monster back to Sleep. Wanna speak, better keep it for later. Wanna fly, better try but not yet. Wanna speak, better keep it for later. No home, no help. No help you could get. No help you could get. No help you could get. Just try to forget. This mirror, your shadow, it follows you around. Keep return to the pool of sorrow, Stay on familiar ground. Wanna speak, better keep it for later. Wanna fly, better try but not yet. Wanna speak, better keep it for later. No home, no help. No help you could get. No help you could get. No help you could get. Just try to forget.