the arms are slit and the legs are cracked
the mouth's ripped and the time is ripped
being along the line of the whacked
and all the others tipped and whipped

i long for a single moment of bliss
one where i don't have to expect will end
but my face is dripping and my eyes are a kiss
of complete ****** death and my legs bend

the pressure of my stomach reminds me of myself
decaying in a slow single way along the slide
of my childhood and right now i want to tell you you're well off
loved not ignored so don't complain to me if i'm by your side

i'm lucky enough to be unlucky to be me
this life's like a bleeding cheek
a kiss with a knife in my face, see?
here's where you are and you're meek

so along the shore lines of a couch
in someone else's beautiful house
enough to tell me where you are and take from your pouch
purse whatever you give me give me a douse
of orange
and purple

everyone's here reminding me
how there's faith and assurance inside of crosses
but whatever you want me to be
i will but that doesn't mean my life's not full of losses

so let me be or let me in with you
i long for your beautiful long red hair
so just give me a free time before the bloodshot's due
if you love me like i love you i think you may want to care