Zap me

Only the band 'lunar funeral' completely reflects my current mood even better than I can explain it myself.
It's high, it's sad, it's angry and in love .

What am I to do?

Lockdown day uh 15? Or 16?
I don't know .
Correct me someplace darling I don't remember a dang thing.

There's every justification to do whatever the fuck you like this quarantine cuz it's very much a literal case of living on the edge.

The fuckin' precipice baby
I think I'd dive
But it doesn't look as promising
And so
I stay behind
And wait for my turn