Grey attire

littlemunchie

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the staples in their eyes
can't hide that they're asleep
and the tears along their cheeks
never fooled us

your grey attire connected
to your organs with a wire
and circular disks that slip
into your spine, they never tire

if you're ready to lie
in the attic, shave your wrists
with morphine leaking from your eyes
a brain that bursts in cysts

then please don't tell the doctor
that i helped you along


Yeah, lots of points for guessing what this is about, I don't think it's particularly great and the last line kind of irks me, but it's the only thing I could think of that fits.
 
I genuinely love this song, great imagery. But you definitely need to end this on a stronger note. Don't mean to write the song for you by any means, but relating your specific actions of "helping you along" to a medical malfunction could possibly be amazing.
 
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