HOLDEN from ESCAPE TAPES by MAYAVNA

She feels the diction of what's written
Dictate her whole existence
She lives vicariously, addicted
Flipping through their emotions
To feel her own
Glued to each page, so integrated
They leave her veins ink-stained
As if each book filters
Blood from ink
Such novel dialysis

In her universe
She'll stay for spells
Disillusioned by all else
Locked away from the friction
Getting mystified through fiction

For every new thought gained
Veins are left ink-stained
An inner monologue dialysis
Unpragmatic ritual analysis
For every new thought gained
Veins are left ink-stained
An inner monologue dialysis
Unpragmatic ritual analysis

Having given up on better days
The bitter irony of a situation
Is lost and seen as necessary dedication
Is lost and seen

Into murky diction of what's written
Dictating an entire existence without conclusion
Living vicariously
To feel, to be, to see, to dream all without an option
To tell your self
Well, well, well
The prologue is too deep
How do I escape
Having my mind, my soul to flow into the depths

As I hope
In her universe
She'll stay for spells
Disillusioned by all else
Locked away from the friction
Getting mystified through fiction

For every new thought gained
Veins are left ink-stained
An inner monologue dialysis
Unpragmatic ritual analysis
To tell your self
Well, well, well
The prologue is too deep
How do I escape
Having my mind, fuck

Endless solution
Endless solution

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