Immortal Tears: Not necessarily me. I don't know. Sort of old me. I just needed to get some stuff off my chest. (I don't even know if it makes sense.)

Close the Door

Smiles, smiles,
All smiles.

Close the door.

Frowns, frowns,
All frowns.

Razorblades, drugs.
Blood, cuts.

New day.
False smiles.

Close the door.
Fuck you.

I'm an imposter.