Internet Salad - The Biohazard Tree

Shoelaces
Dangle over the freeway
New places
I'll never see
The wind plays with my hair
I wonder if I'll leave here
Alive

Smells like cigarettes
This isn't a test I can pass
Your choices came to light
Through tradition and belief you're always right
You're blind

Nothing really matters if it comes
From my mouth or my mind
I know myself better than you know me
Don't try to fight, keep your head on

Shoelaces
Catch dirt as I'm walkin
I don't want
To talk to you
I'm past the point of explanation
You said do you like it no I fucking hate it

Knives in my back
Left by those I once trusted
Chains around my wrists
You make 'em tighter every moment
The hair on my head
I'll keep pulling till there's nothing left to see
The backs of my eyelids
Are all I see till I think myself to sleep

My teeth are yellow, my hands burn
My beard is stupid, I'm temporary
One out of every 24 hours
I can smile but that doesn't matter

I'll
Keep
Tying my shoelaces
You stay
The fuck away
From me

Ill
Keep
Tying my shoelaces
You stay
The fuck away
From me

One out of every 24 hours
I can smile and maybe that matters
There are people who wait for me
Standing at the biohazard tree

Shoelaces
Next to others
New places
They're taking me
The backpack has returned
To my shoulders even if my hands still burn

Oh
Oh
Oh

Written by:
Gryffin MacAulay

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