ridiculous,
like cocaine kisses,

but i forgot how bad the powder sticks
and you’re everything ive ever dreamed about.

and my head swirls with memories of the crazy moments chasing after a tennis ball like cats who cant control the playfullness.

(my head spins.)

id cry but my throat’s dried out from inhaling the toxic fumes of your cologne.
and you’re so beautiful. i taste the sweat on your neck and cringe,

there’s nothing i wouldn’t do for you.
and i’d cover you in lyrics made of long words pulled straight out of a 800 page thesaurus if it would make you understand.

but i cant stand being this way. long, hard nights of praying i was trapped in a room with nothing but a razor seem to be the perfect dream.

dont laugh at people’s dreams, people who don’t have dreams don’t have much.

but i can’t help but giggle.
no one cares and it’s funny. you know, in the end we can only trust ourselves.

(my stomach churns)

i blink and i see you, in all your hell-stricken glory.
and i have to drop to my knees and worship you, angel.

and i would die for you,
blood, sweat, pain and anger if you could tell me that you still love me.

despite the scars and the mistakes,
the past thats taken me so long to cover,

the fuck ups and suck ups,
the make outs and break outs..

my mind is disastrous, it’s hearing things you don’t say..
or do you?

(my body shakes)