halls and ricola substituting as glue for every boat i lost on saturn
i left my head between the rings and the finger
maybe nothing is ever meant to be loved

beat the feeling out of any pottery shards
i was born outside of myself
i still want to kiss you past three layers of bad pill head
my feet have frozen into life and i can hear the news playing from inside a tree
lunar mare and whiskey are the same, when you've blurred enough
maybe something that is made beautiful is not made to be loved

my head feels bettr filled with blood
fear feels like comfort when it's overheated enough
things are easier and softer 6 feet beneath
hamster death and salt crystals are the same
in retrospect
i am never the same as i ever will be
yet i'll never stop waking up from naps sad

streets sweat for toothache medicine
blood enlisting for war
tea dogs don't love their dads
i never knew what a healing arm meant
neither does my alarm clock
dizzy floors and tired chardonnay
tastes like a late born baby
a list of things that are the same:
******, the human centipede, and pepsi
but my girl's gone and my head hurts

my hamster died and i keep thinking of his dandelion mouth
overdose me into thinking right

a sweater wearing a beer bottle
floorboard lighter
good freeways
leave it alone, the wood grain wasn't meant for this
watered down and melty
maybe these ears aren't mine but i know they hurt
yell in my ear matthew it'll feel better
i love you honeypot

dizzy bottles,  tired floor
key taped to the walls
footaches,, y'know i have loads of junior strength tylenol
yr my benadryl hunny
i'll never leave you longer than it takes for the cold to set in