I hate to fall asleep
when all day
I think about you
cause when I sleep and don’t dream
I never keep you
So why sheets?
Why sleep at all if I don’t
dream about you
Why lay down
On arms that can’t reach around you
I hate wonder
when I wonder what it means to hold you
& I hate storms in the form
of rain in a throat that’s moaning
like what’s a storm without warning
I’m on the edge of
kicking this out
but you’ve locked my love on longing
like how do I breathe in the morning
or how to still sing when it’s pouring
& how come every-time that you speak
I eat a peach full of poison
give me back my legs and my music
Bob Seger & sometimes, The Stooges
You call it love, but when I call it back the sound is still
completely muted
When all I that I want is to be stupid. But I don’t want to be stupid.
In love is a plug
finding walls
with millions of
useless fuses
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 3:46 AM UTC
I hate to fall asleep
when all day
I think about you
cause when I sleep and don’t dream
I never keep you
So why sheets?
Why sleep at all if I don’t
dream about you
Why lay down
On arms that can’t reach around you
I hate wonder
when I wonder what it means to hold you
& I hate storms in the form
of rain in a throat that’s moaning
like what’s a storm without warning
I’m on the edge of
kicking this out
but you’ve locked my love on longing
like how do I breathe in the morning
or how to still sing when it’s pouring
& how come every-time that you speak
I eat a peach full of poison
give me back my legs and my music
Bob Seger & sometimes, The Stooges
You call it love, but when I call it back the sound is still
completely muted
When all I that I want is to be stupid. But I don’t want to be stupid.
In love is a plug
finding walls
with millions of
useless fuses
