The cigarette pressed between my lips is addictive, but baby you are my drug. The addiction with you only gets worse i am almost sure you will **** me first.
We kept going, without looking back but you and i both knew they were on our track so we drove faster with sirens blaring behind, and now its too late because we made this mistake. So lets love our last love and end this together.
I am my sister’s silence And hand me downs The dry skin under her eyes And the holes in her stockings I am my brother’s mistakes And broken pencil leads His empty room And his unfinished books I am my mother’s tears And her poems Her paint water And the map above her desk I am my father’s laugh And discard cigarettes The sunflower seeds beneath his bed And his mother’s jade I am my parent’s lost love Born from coffee foam Floating above bitter Easy to swallow But difficult to describe I am a child I am easily bruised And like my scars My smile will fade
drive me past the city limits and lets lay on the hood of your car you can put your hand on my chest and feel my heart imploding just like the stars we are pretending to watch in the nights sky, a million kilometers away..... and already dead.