Deep mental masturbation; It's a dream world conservation. I'll take some time out for myself, stymie sublimation, step into serene sedation. I'll put my problems on the shelf.

We are, we're on a crazy roller coaster. Top of the drop, I cannot wait 'til this is over. I guess when we touch down is when I start over. Crossroads in Queensbury.

Force myself into deep thought. Guards of chaos is how I'm caught. Regret is my word of the day, petty ponder, put up with more waste. Another time or place I would still say:

Sitting sulking silently walking through the conscience, it's in slow motion.

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Sampling Salvation, Baby song meanings
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