(verse) Let me rub my against the notches on your bedpost scratch these off my flesh and shed ghosts My head's close to closet door. I've got the to my ear. My nose is in your business I smell fishy here. I hear bones rattling. Poems battling for space and Phones that'll ring when I judgement calls with pick-up lines Sexual hang-ups leave me waiting and while alone It gets aggrivating masterbatingto a dial tone. I'm the to run-away trains of thought My one mind is a collision inter-course where victim's cross, Bedroom eyes...uncross their legs exposing thighs I disrobe and show my most disguise. I've lived so many each death has left my face scarred Hid so many lies my breath that I can't face God Dig into my deep enough you'll find a graveyard I get nervous will resurface every time it rains hard
"Don't cry, girl." Let me outline your short While my world is full of them and all in the long runnings all fun and games. It's all done in vane. It's all a ----ing shame I the one but I'm the one to complain?
I'm the one to come home.Compare.Contrast.Come Make to the present, fuck the past love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lasts Don't you dare worry about the aftermath (yeah!)
Don't you how much you paid for your education? (yeah) Don't you love your job and every day there? (yeah) Don't you your girl? You have such a healthy relationship. (yeah) Don't you love having break-up sex, that make-up sex? (yeah)
(verse) Taking an bath, pissing on the shower curtain The gal just laughs and dissing my towel turban I had to ask if she knew how to listen now I'm Now my task is to get up in her like I was a surgeon! I'm a who makes exceptions at sunset My dirty skin gets cleansed by the sweat "Self, have some respect! I don't need you new and But I don't the procedure routine!" A screw machine!with a few bolts loose.robot response tone trigger, happy-go-lucky emotion monger wants a love poem Run home.dip into closet and jump bones Your admirer's stuck higher up and he's unknown. Looking down on you.can you bare the burden?my are hurting I found a few are turning With squeaky wheels.they get the grease 'cause its a damn the blueprints for our mechanical movements. It never ran smooth since we the Earth Grabbed a hand of pubics and removed the turf Refused its worth, we lose our shirts.she assumed the And needed proof of I'm leaving this universe.
It doomed and cursed.see if you come first then come fast here.Come back.Compare.Contrast Complain.Constrain.Constantly ask, Complicated questions contain scientific in your flask Condone.Condemn.Come home.Come Confuse.Common issues.Condelude.Comprehend Carma.Chameleon.Come Continue to in you.Come to daddy.Condescend and bring us (Confidence). Cunnilingus (Compliments) Come to thank us went guilty conscienceness to common sense down.Complete.Compound.Come eat Our Common meat from man-made concrete Come to the street.Conquer the weak.Come to terms coming last Make to the present, fuck the past Make to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lasts you dare worry about the morning aftermath. (yeah!)
Don't you wanna a shower with me? Clean me up. (yeah) yourself...while you're still alive (Kill yourself) while you're still while you're still alive. (3X)
See when you put a shell to your ear, it is not the sound of crashing that you're hearing. It's the amplified current of own bloodstream It was your that created that post-human illusion of me. Your tireless pumping out an ocean of lies and I foolishly tried filling impossible shoes resulting in my stumbling as I fell into the trap of a my element. Now I just can't get comfortable being out of you...