#1
My burning eyes, fill holes in your heart. The fire stands tall against my will, and all I have is the outlook of the night.
#2
My mind is racing fast...
I see the moments, as they are my last.
Feeling secure is bittersweet
The green addiction, is, hard to beat.
My love is eating away the spirits,
With fire scorching at his door.
#3
They don't care about my wisdom. Discarding it as out of shape. Only 3 more weeks, and I'll be running out of hell. She'll sit on the windows, straight to heaven, barking up innocent calls, forgiven yet again.
#4
Water reeks havoc
Eyes tangled in
Suspension
Games are specific
to Ammunition
Bullets run through
My mind
You run your fingers
In
I bleed my pen marks
On your
Flesh
Contaminated
I know you're mine
Now.
#5
If only they understood the apple isn't falling from the tree, the apple as a matter of fact is poisoned to the core, and we eat it to infest our lives, to infest our love. We eat for security, secured by control, screwed for control.
#6
I don't want to look like I'm forgetting, but your eyes have been in mine for less than a downtown bus ride. Your eyes, kissing, burning out as we proceed. Goodbye Johnny. Don't forget to smile when you get off.
#7
Silver tides, glides, like frost bites into my skin goes sunshine, pink, taupe, words find themselves on sidewalks. Frustrated and yellow. At 1:15 he forgets his mind at home.
My burning eyes, fill holes in your heart. The fire stands tall against my will, and all I have is the outlook of the night.
#2
My mind is racing fast...
I see the moments, as they are my last.
Feeling secure is bittersweet
The green addiction, is, hard to beat.
My love is eating away the spirits,
With fire scorching at his door.
#3
They don't care about my wisdom. Discarding it as out of shape. Only 3 more weeks, and I'll be running out of hell. She'll sit on the windows, straight to heaven, barking up innocent calls, forgiven yet again.
#4
Water reeks havoc
Eyes tangled in
Suspension
Games are specific
to Ammunition
Bullets run through
My mind
You run your fingers
In
I bleed my pen marks
On your
Flesh
Contaminated
I know you're mine
Now.
#5
If only they understood the apple isn't falling from the tree, the apple as a matter of fact is poisoned to the core, and we eat it to infest our lives, to infest our love. We eat for security, secured by control, screwed for control.
#6
I don't want to look like I'm forgetting, but your eyes have been in mine for less than a downtown bus ride. Your eyes, kissing, burning out as we proceed. Goodbye Johnny. Don't forget to smile when you get off.
#7
Silver tides, glides, like frost bites into my skin goes sunshine, pink, taupe, words find themselves on sidewalks. Frustrated and yellow. At 1:15 he forgets his mind at home.