Jo Passed - Out EP - 04 - Jo Passed - No, Joy (I'm Not Real, Girl) by jopassed

senses enflamed and burnt out
we see fireworks, people about
packed together in your mind
every look, eclipsing blind

no, joy, please stay
it’s not just me that will fade away
fingers run bloody through dreamy haze
tending sheep, so i say

no, joy, don’t wake
at all, sleep late
in the other state
real, imagined and made

fine thin grass points to your brow
filing down clouds, what’s left is doubt
all you absorb makes a callus grow
around you’re eyelids, ears and nose

but joy, in here, you’re never left out
buses are on time, time’s a clown
tricks performed, to entertain
if you ask, i’ll say again

No Joy, don’t wake
at all, sleep late
in the, other state
real, imagined and made

No Joy
at all
in the
real.