stomach acid doesn’t taste so good.
who knew i could ever feel this way?
all-consuming and never-ending,
all i can see is green.

smoke and mirrors, lovers’ whispers
i should really go, but here i stay
all-consuming and never-ending
all i want to do is scream.

pounding hearts and anxious bodies
sweat and breath, distorted melodies
watching from the bushes thinking
who could ever ask for more?

picture-perfect, close caresses
throw me in the dark and lose the key
all-consuming and never-ending
i guess that it could be worse.