(verse) Let me rub my back the notches on your bedpost scratch these afterthoughts off my and shed ghosts My head's close to your door. I've got the to my ear. My nose is in your business I something fishy here. I hear bones rattling. Poems battling for and time Phones that'll ring when I make judgement calls with pick-up hang-ups leave me waiting nude and while alone It just gets aggrivating a dial tone. I'm the home to trains of thought My one track mind is a collision inter-course where cross, Bedroom eyes...uncross their legs inner thighs I disrobe and my most convincing disguise. I've lived so many lives each death has my face scarred Hid so many lies under my breath that I can't God Dig into my mind deep you'll find a graveyard I get nervous bodies will resurface every time it rains
"Don't cry, girl." Let me outline your short While my world is full of them and they're all in the long It's all fun and games. It's all done in vane. It's all a ----ing I ain't the one but I'm the one to
I'm the one to come home.Compare.Contrast.Come love to the present, fuck the past Make love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing Don't you dare worry the morning aftermath (yeah!)
Don't you love how you paid for your education? (yeah) Don't you love your job and every day there? (yeah) you love your girl? You have such a healthy relationship. (yeah) Don't you love having that break-up sex, that sex? (yeah)
(verse) Taking an acid bath, 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 is just to get up in her like I was a surgeon! I'm a virgin who exceptions at sunset My dirty gets cleansed by the summer sweat "Self, have respect! I don't need you new and clean But I don't want the routine!" A screw machine!with a few bolts loose.robot response tone Hair trigger, happy-go-lucky monger wants a love poem Run home.dip into closet and jump bones Your secret admirer's stuck up and he's unknown. Looking down on you.can you bare the burden?my ears are I found a few are turning With squeaky wheels.they get the 'cause its a damn nuisance Understand the for our mechanical movements. It never ran smooth we abused the Earth Grabbed a hand full of pubics and the turf its worth, we lose our shirts.she assumed the worst And proof of birth? I'm leaving this universe.
It seems and cursed.see if you come first then come fast here.Come back.Compare.Contrast Complain.Constrain.Constantly ask, Complicated questions scientific answers in your flask Condone.Condemn.Come home.Come Confuse.Common issues.Condelude.Comprehend Carma.Chameleon.Come to come in you.Come to daddy.Condescend Come and bring us (Confidence). (Compliments) Come to us went from guilty conscienceness to common sense down.Complete.Compound.Come eat Our Common ground meat from concrete Come to the street.Conquer the weak.Come to terms with coming Make love to the present, the past Make love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing you dare worry about the morning aftermath. (yeah!)
Don't you wanna take a shower me? Clean me up. (yeah) yourself...while you're still alive (Kill yourself) you're still alive 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 of your own bloodstream It was your self-pulse that created that post-human illusion of me. tireless heart pumping out an ocean of lies and I foolishly tried impossible shoes resulting in my stumbling as I fell the trap of making a woman my element. Now I can't get comfortable being out of you...