You say, "I hate you," you mean it
And "I love you" sounds fake
It's taken me so long to figure that out
I used to love the taste, I would do anything for it
Now I would do anything to get the taste out of my mouth

i will do anything
just to feel everything
that anybody can
that everybody can

i would do everything
just to feel anything
i would cut i would burn i would crash
i would be the tray for your ash

cuz now i cant
feeel your toouch
without it stinging
and i cant heear youur voice
with my ears ringing

i drop the knife to the floor
run straight to the door
and i scream
"i just want to feel like my life aint a dream"

(anything; everything) ©Sunny Semloh 2025

I ought to know that,

We are one in the same.

We can't fix it,

And I don't feel any shame.


We don't talk much,

Nothing really will ever change.

But i don't think i like it,

And I feel so strange.


If you were to go blue,

My heart would crack in two.

I wouldn't confront you,

We’d end up like we always do


If you know me you need to show me,

Or I'll just crack in two.

And I'm not sure you’ll fix it,

Just because I'm so used to it.


If you know me then show me,

Say it right back to my face.

Cause i think we could fix it,

Become not used to it.


Cause you know that we’re the same,

I have worse things I can take.

But i can't have you flake,

Or else I won't have my escape.

All the leaves have fallen off,

All the branches are small.

The sky helps me stall,

Waiting to wish upon a star.


What color is the sky painted?

The color of your emotion is faded.

The bonfire is created,

The wind has your face painted.


Close your eyes,

Maybe we're falling.

Or is the wind just stalling?

The rain was falling as if I were bawling.


Tell me the color of your emotion.

Tell me if the rain is your devotion.

Is the bonfire burning,

Or am I only yearning?


Cause maybe i'm just falling,

Listening to your calling.

You're like a bonfire,

Unmatching with a wildfire.


So let me listen to your calling,

In the rain as if I were falling.

The bonfire is slowly fading,

Allow me to test what we created.

When i'm too drunk to drive,

Would you kiss me tonight?

What if the music was right?

Would you pick a fight?


When we would start to kiss,

The record would always skip.

I'd sit a little closer,

Flipping it back over.


Sharing a pack of cigarettes,

Burning through it with the brunette.

It’ll leave me with nothing.

It’ll leave you with nothing.


A foolish reason for a kiss,

Within my own selfishness.

Liking the closeness,

Pulling when the record skips.


Pulled from the abyss,

Only when I felt the warmth of your lips.

You leave me to reminisce,

About our first kiss.

Up on the hill there's a plastic tree,

Are you here with me?

Is it another dream,

Or are you close to me?


Let’s set out at sea,

Spree to where you're close to me.

Cause you are my love,

My medicine that turns me into a dove.


When you're close to me,

In the submarine,

Does anyone know, love?

Or is this another dream?


If you can't get what you want,

Then come with me.

Close to me,

Like the plastic tree.


Up on the hill sits a manatee,

Drifted far from the sea.

Sitting with the plastic tree,

Are you here with me?


Just looking out for the day,

Just a dream but wont you stay?

Cause when there's a plastic tree,

You're close to me.