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whew. i feel better now, no not really. how do you cross a dixtance? how can you be in two places at once? how do i hold onto these strings of supposed sanity when in a few short days i could have had her in my arms? oh life what lesson did i fail to learn here the first time? i am frustrated right now. i want to do only one thing with one person but i can't right now.
good thing i don't have an ass load of bullets and a gun...wait a second...geezus. just kidding btw. i ain't killing myself that way. slowly through cigarettes and drugs. you know by living my life hard and heavy. and it's frustrating here in this place in a uniform when there's cities all around the world where grooves need to be gotten new cassanovas born and love burning across the streets in somewhere on the equator and dancing and music loud blaring and craziness and i don't give a fucks lets howl at the moon and run off into the dusk and play this drinking game like it was a kid's game ashes ashes drink drink and we all fall down and wake up in sweat stained sex rearranged sheets. find ourselves in alleys and tunnels let's all do it everywhere like we got only seconds left and then let's create push on top of the backs of those before us and create the new myths and the new gods and dance in the new fountains and have the papparazzi chase us but no more empty husks this isn't a fame game this is sucking the marrow out of life.
didn't she know i'd die for a kiss that i can't resist
perishing this razor cold and tempting agaiinst my wrist
just clench your teeth your fist
ball up all the madness and start striking your own face
just try to erase these joyful feeling of hope
but it won't come clean
i could never be mean
to that angel faced love of mine
i just want to sing the new songs to you into the night listening to the cicadas and crickets serenade listen to fishes on the whispering night lake jump and the ducks and swans sqwuak all about
the little murmurings of the comfort yawns and relaxation of your fragrance of your warmth enwrapped in mine
madness peoples madness. all we have is hope
chris
whew. i feel better now, no not really. how do you cross a dixtance? how can you be in two places at once? how do i hold onto these strings of supposed sanity when in a few short days i could have had her in my arms? oh life what lesson did i fail to learn here the first time? i am frustrated right now. i want to do only one thing with one person but i can't right now.
good thing i don't have an ass load of bullets and a gun...wait a second...geezus. just kidding btw. i ain't killing myself that way. slowly through cigarettes and drugs. you know by living my life hard and heavy. and it's frustrating here in this place in a uniform when there's cities all around the world where grooves need to be gotten new cassanovas born and love burning across the streets in somewhere on the equator and dancing and music loud blaring and craziness and i don't give a fucks lets howl at the moon and run off into the dusk and play this drinking game like it was a kid's game ashes ashes drink drink and we all fall down and wake up in sweat stained sex rearranged sheets. find ourselves in alleys and tunnels let's all do it everywhere like we got only seconds left and then let's create push on top of the backs of those before us and create the new myths and the new gods and dance in the new fountains and have the papparazzi chase us but no more empty husks this isn't a fame game this is sucking the marrow out of life.
didn't she know i'd die for a kiss that i can't resist
perishing this razor cold and tempting agaiinst my wrist
just clench your teeth your fist
ball up all the madness and start striking your own face
just try to erase these joyful feeling of hope
but it won't come clean
i could never be mean
to that angel faced love of mine
i just want to sing the new songs to you into the night listening to the cicadas and crickets serenade listen to fishes on the whispering night lake jump and the ducks and swans sqwuak all about
the little murmurings of the comfort yawns and relaxation of your fragrance of your warmth enwrapped in mine
madness peoples madness. all we have is hope
chris