Daikon Left Thumb
reason never slept
harder than before
hard is everything
when your ceiling's on the floor
fear the common sense
slipping in this world
hard is everything
it's better than control
and the hardest you could push
drag us to the ground
sticking out like your left thumb
and the hardest you could crash
drag us to the ground
was enough to make you give up
I am empty when
nothing's stinging my core
empty shoes will fill
the times before
I can focus on
nothing at one time
to hide the hidden from
what's inside.
