Psychedelic anesthetic, still I’m feeling so pathetic
From the truth I spoke, then dreaded,’cause I wish I never said it.
Blame the ketamine, amphetamines, the meds I need, my enemies.
I’m tired, but I’m wired.
Let the phoenix rise up from the fire.
My boi Seth having a terrible time in his world's chinatown.
Sorry if my writing looks terrible... lol.