much to say but the cup still isn't empty enough for angels and demons to wander
slumber before i took the pill i figured love can only be found after the equals = sign
dark corners that don't have plugs for lamps, or phones to call her, or clocks reminding
you how everything is measured in 12
doze off to a point where the sun can shine, and her could smell good while she pulls her
panties down, and this blanket will still never come off
i can't see as good as I used to, favorite color is blue because it's only one I see as I'm about to drown then suddenly wake up to the needle off the groove
I got to put it back again before I forget how the song ends and loose the silk in my speak
or shoes on my feet as I'm running towards cities where they might notice something isn't
right with how I'm moving
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