I had a gift for heartache
Kept it imprisoned between stanza breaks
For a treat, life is sweet
popped cherries and blown raspberries
No need to bleed out gold on bearskin rugs
No desire for strutting around as soft-serve thugs
We’re different than all the ****** and tools
We’re the ones that shock electricity and frighten ghouls
Complete trust is a must
loyalty too
I ask for a lot
I give you my all
like kisses beneath the blue
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 2:30 PM UTC
I had a gift for heartache
Kept it imprisoned between stanza breaks
For a treat, life is sweet
popped cherries and blown raspberries
No need to bleed out gold on bearskin rugs
No desire for strutting around as soft-serve thugs
We’re different than all the ****** and tools
We’re the ones that shock electricity and frighten ghouls
Complete trust is a must
loyalty too
I ask for a lot
I give you my all
like kisses beneath the blue
title says it all
