Your arms) Can I lay in Your arms God (Lord, I want You to just hold me in Your arms) Can I lay in Your arms (Breathe on me, yeah) (Safety in Your arms
Where hav I been all your life? Sitting on fences, a novocaine for all the senses. Another year will pass us by. Making sense of nothing, in defense
no more smile and no more outrage apathy pervasive emotions narcoleptic no more smiles since fucking sunday sinking feelings drinking early stinking septic
I haven't seen you since that brooklyn night i guess it's been about a year by now cold and rainy, in a poets words Dark and crimson in a drunken way
bright and burning blue, stretch your arms out above me. i know that you still love me like you did. copper brown and orange red burn the words that i
you tell me that ya wanna go to heaven but you run around acting like you're gonna live forever. you tell me that you're going through hell but you're
Passive, Aggressive, Confessing, Repressive Structurally uncertain, transparent, transgressive i've stumbled into something and i don't know what it is
tonight 'll sit around pushing my shit down the drain, using a plunger and a clothespin while i wrangle wiht the chain. tonight i'll have potato chips
"Are You There, Margaret? It's Me, God" They told me where to go (And I always follow) They told me what to do (I swallowed every drop down) They told
limp lines resign themselves to margins. like a drunken vampire, i miss the sun. i killed this summer, now it's done. let's split and reconvene in a warmer
the sky burns black blue bruised over these lights from the station, these shitty cars, these liquor store signs. let's walk and pretend that we're at
hey brother can you spare the time? skin and bones that's melting in a backwards way to grow. out of heart and out of mind, and kiss me in the rearview
is it hard for you to sleep at night? the battle glowing in your smile and is it hard to tie perfection in a tie? is it just too hard to say goodbye
the well went dry my blood thinned out i scrapped through a thousand layers of paint-like years the secret's in conjested grins sigh i'm trying to find
jackknifed, my strife, take it easy, sit outside. i just died one thousand times yesterday. lay down. drown out, drowning in these cries and shouts. changing
don't break too many hearts. don't take too many arrows in the chest. cry comfortably, let us all know what you're thinking. is there a gesture i could
he shuffled up a pair of surfer slippers and an old tweed blazer. asked you for a quarter and you looked the other way. he leaned up against the tow zone
we throw out our bodies on the fire and we die, settle into ashes as the flames keep piling high we tossed and spread the kerosene and alcohol, the ethylene
