David Bazan disappearing ink

I recreate in the usual way
Shut some breakers off but not the whole box
Next day I fake till the fog finally abates
Again at risk of being bored by clear thought
Am I asleep? Am I awake?
And why am I asking you?
Do I enjoy the drugs I take?
My Lord
I hope I do
I hope I do
A false binary when it's probably something in between
Pierce the yolk and watch it bleed together
They may be long gone, but not forever
Am I asleep? Am I awake?
And why am I asking you?
Do I enjoy the drugs I take?
My Lord
I hope I do
I hope I do