maybe it means
i'm no longer okay
who is this body
i have stolen for fun
he say my vision
of holiness
is looking bleak
believe in nothing at all
i lay awake
and i scroll down the page
for a name
who loved me so long ago
just like in fire
i'm an offering
all too aware
this shit still gets me sore
i didn't think
that'd be the last time
i'd lay beside you
but we never do know
i learnt no lessons
and waste all my days
if you were here
i could be prolific though
used to call me
on the telephone
make me smile
like a shy dumb kid
now just a wind
bringing suffering
like i said
yes kid to what i can get
you said
all talker
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