I dont want to crawl back into the womb

Can i change the address

Interceptor needed

I promise i will return 

But not at the old address

 Wearing the trauma 

On my sleave

I am the haunted and the hunter

Escape from the confines 

of prsumptions

I am the chanted and the chanted

 They made me forget who we were

They made me remember who we are 

 Sofa

 

The seat of power

Perennially hungry

If discernment missing

This sofa will swallow you