when I'm high I can't control my head
when I'm high I go up and up
down the lane
and I taste mermaids tongues
I make the sweet ones cry
when I'm  high
I shiver and smile
when I sense it's over
**** me when I'm high

Hazel eyes decorated by light lashes,
Your soul burrowed within,
I glance at passive eyes,
Afraid of what I cannot find,
I brush your lashes with *******,
So I may see you,
I brush your eyes with quivering lips,
So I may kiss your soul,
But you remain distant.

I want to reach you,
To see your soul for its entirety,
But I cannot excite your stoic eyes,
So I decide to remove my gaze,
From your hazel irises.