She's angry boys
looks like we're burning fast
"lighter noise"
There goes Larry
he was always toasty
and with that drink,
I think it's a beautiful death
Here we go
into the purse
I wonder, where she'd forget us this time
or if we'll soak up her drunken
thoughts
It's 5 am, have some mercy on your lungs!
Oh, I am the last one
struggling to stand up straight
in that crumpled pack
half awake, half dead,
swinging between sleeplessness
and drunkenness
I welcome my fate
I want to dilute in her breath
I want to kiss her with sunrise
I wish I my nicotine would mend her thoughts
I wish my filter, would cleanse
that stress
I want her to exhale cremated
bits and pieces of me
with the crisp breeze of dawn
Alas, I am burning
along with her awareness
along with her energy
she kisses me
one last time
I burn
I burned
along with
her night
Oh,
I burned
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC
She's angry boys
looks like we're burning fast
"lighter noise"
There goes Larry
he was always toasty
and with that drink,
I think it's a beautiful death
Here we go
into the purse
I wonder, where she'd forget us this time
or if we'll soak up her drunken
thoughts
It's 5 am, have some mercy on your lungs!
Oh, I am the last one
struggling to stand up straight
in that crumpled pack
half awake, half dead,
swinging between sleeplessness
and drunkenness
I welcome my fate
I want to dilute in her breath
I want to kiss her with sunrise
I wish I my nicotine would mend her thoughts
I wish my filter, would cleanse
that stress
I want her to exhale cremated
bits and pieces of me
with the crisp breeze of dawn
Alas, I am burning
along with her awareness
along with her energy
she kisses me
one last time
I burn
I burned
along with
her night
Oh,
I burned
