(0360) layers of static

listening through endless layers of static; digging up the earth with my hands
riding futility waves until i black out and writing because i don't know where i stand.
feel the pain when you get to the punch line. build it up just to collapse.
wasting breath on what can't be defended. i should've remembered how to relax.

check the time. it's too late for an ending. water runs out, but i'm still thirsty.
read the labels. they're there to warn you, but i'm always too busy looking around for my keys.
it begs the question but doesn't beg for an answer. no one even cares either way.
i don't see how this is saving any money, but i might change my mind if you pay.

mix up all the sounds until you're upside down,
looking for something to catch you when you fall.
straight up crazy, the amount to which i'm lazy
but i don't know if she understands at all.

my unintended silence holds me to the wall.