when i snuck into your house,
and took roofies with your spouse,
in a nit and out a louse.
same three sections and a follow
i can't live to see tomorrow
except if you accept the worst
this won't live and die in church
it will crash and it will burn
made into my mother's urn
simple thoughts they come and go
oh goddamn it fuck, oh, no.
excuse my language, i would rather
sit and talk in french-y chatter
i would like to see the day when
you do finally go away
this sounds too depressing now
i want to fall in and out,
faster than your pulse at times
like when we're on rollercoaster rides
or when you look and smile at me
the new you that i can believe
love can turn so grey so fast
leaving kids in body casts
oh, no rush, you're killing me,
or you wish you were you see,
because i've got a handle now
so i don't need your scarred up mouth
or anything i used to need
because i realized i am me
i'll just keep singing my words
and think less about you than _____
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i was quiet as a mouse
- December 04, 2009
- dstrktkzy
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