sweaty silent hands and stale cigarettes and beer and a thousand savage ghosts choking every breath tearing flesh from muscle from bone and every time you look away and start again it's a new song a new line a new time to say i knew you when when when you could still hear the sound of the sea when you closed your eyes when i could still be still and be just be without the rusty razor of madness sliding slipping caressing every movement every every every time a new song a new line a new time to decipher the truth from the lies from the ridiculous notion that any of it matters anyway any day any day any day now you will look at me and be left no choice but to separate truth and lie and lie lie lie down with me and lie to me some more with your sweet pretty tongue while the radio screams give me life give me pain give me my self again
"give me life give me pain give me myself again" -tori amos, little earthquakes