yeasterday my head was pounding, like my skull was cracking open and dripping down my face, my eyes hurt to open, blink, and get this taste on my tongue that ive had before, like that night i slammed my head on your door and scratched my hand on your window pane. but this is the worst, i dont know whats wrong, my head is an awful place to be right now, escape please, dissolve.

head spinning, it hurts like it shouldn't that i think what i couldnt when things were begining and you were winning me over, wouldnt it be nice if we could toss the dice and mimic the devices that left us on our knees, fast forward to the ever elusive striaghtforward tease ive become, not in your absense, but from things left undone, words left unsaid hide behind nostolgia that eats away and craves attention in my head, growing with every shared breath in your bed, you think i'm talking about *** and the haunting ghosts of longing thats causing my stalling, preventing the steps i might take in softening the brown eyed mourning, little white lies storming off my mouth because i would hate for you know i love you, not because i ****** you, because i know your dad drives a red truck and survives with you deprived from his life , because i know your mom shoots up in cheers to disputes in your familys broken roots, because everytime i see you i forget everything.

i love the smell of breath smoldered in alcohol, its sweet and warming, it makes sense until morning like most midnight performing involving you does, i love the way that words taste when their hot and misplaced coming from a mouth laced with hasty lies and replaced theighs, tonight you grab mine and I disguise my surprise, touching you back with dispise, you kiss me like youve done a thousand times, and i know you're not wanting any reply or goodbye, not tonight when you push and i gasp, things happening so fast that you might think youve been unsurpassed but my respect for you comes in dead last. "We have a weird relationship," but really you're giving me permission to ignore the suspicion that gathers when you lay me down for submission, your disposition is hungry and mad, fast and glad, things that don't make sense to a young lad like chad. maybe you know there will be pain in this lame game you play, everything to gain but nothing to maintain, you got it all worked out,  dont restrain, pay attention to the inhumane way he chooses to entertain his left brain, his **** busts a nut and a vein, sputtering to a stop like its gotta a sprain, but really its just a ******* puppy wishing it was a great dane.

porfavor, make me numb, i cant tell you sir, whats become of my chewing gum since my head went dumb, been living life slowly, tryna *** a *** from my neighbor, forgot about my lover, took a big swallow, sip, lick, gulp, keep them regrets with the rest of my cigarettes, bury them with the silhouettes of words that take my breath away with cold sweat, those mexicans say aye baybay like its a right of way, hello san jose, make me your new lover. on cloud nine say what, you wanna discover whats making me so bitter, uncover my past, recover your caste, and ima tell you, mi vida fast.