westid

empty faces how do they see? no faces no eyes. put a mirror on it replace them with me. pretty face, no eyes. looking back they always want your past go have no discernible expression. envy love in the past, defy love given the foreknowledge of the future. your foregone face. mirror neuron s firing all over the place. trugger warning pretty eyes. evil eyes can’t trust them, no face

under the watchful eyes of no face i see myself again, one way mirror. focus group like a budgie, empty mind blank expression all the time

take me out because i’m not taken in. maybe i was for a while. empty head smiley face mirror smile. jurisprudence complex, got me standing in your dock like i’m on trial. the gavel comes down for your empty face, end of file

empty face don’t look down, or behind you. you will see what you have done and i might find you pulling up the weeds again, don’t let them gently flowing on the breeze nestle themselves down and take root and pollute your paradise with dandelions, the wildflowers of the heathen, don’t really make you piss the bed so that’s one for one, now we’re even

being even doesn’t mean it has to be a zero sum, my rule of thumb. so what i’m a northerner, who’s fault is that then? spread it around and diversify your claim when you’re playing the blame game. put it on me empty face, you have no face you have no name. all you empty faces you all look the same

undercurrents form deep down in my thoughts, remember how hard i’ve fought for many lost a cause; real talk empty face budgie mirror evil eyes pretty smile and there’s a beauty all its own within the glistening texture of your many flaws

spinning around, as fast as i can and then start looking direct into the sky, feel the cochlear start to come it and kick in, spiral out and throw yourself into the bin. pretty no face holes cut into a bin head. got no face fall from grace