Plastic Migraine

Blue day,

red cigarettes

First one

flipped up again

Bracing for more fatigue

I won't stand on two feet or fall

I've hit the wall

Hold my plastic migraine

Keep it

open again

Bracing for more fatigue

I won't stand on two feet or fall

Fleeting attempt at discreet landfall

Shaking from the caffeine

I can't say what I mean at all

I've hit the wall

Too tired to walk

Too stubborn to crawl

I've hit the wall

I've hit the wall

I've hit the wall

I've hit the wall

I've hit the wall

I've hit the wall

I've hit the wall