Johnny Booth Deepfake
I spent my days lost in
Waiting for the end
While we live in
A forever photograph
You dig; I bury
These hands are screaming the words of a panic that's so unclear
Blinded by the camera
Deafened by the self-absorbed
Blinded by the camera
Deafened by the self-absorbed
Empty heads
These branches make branches
I can see behind all the pictures
You dig; I bury this
We lost thе message in the words rеad before
Feed me your
Transitions (Intuitions)
A darkness seen a thousand times
Blinded by the camera
Deafened by the self-absorbed
Blinded by the camera
Deafened by the self-absorbed
You will dig
I will bury
You were at fault but you never will say it
