superighteous
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Something I've been working on. Is it good or shit? Would never show anyone this irl, i love anonymity.
I want to burn my bed
But it has the grip of a thousand men
Along with a voice much too appealing
I want to lay in my bed
I want to paint black stripes upon my face
And to forget how many tiles lie upon my bedroom ceiling
I want to speak to those in the flesh
I want to breathe what is fresh
But my irrational fears have me on fuckin' house arrest
Despite this, I try, but
Oh, god the thought of another heartbeat in the room
It's got me stiff, stale, and petrified.
I'm never sure what to do but pray.
These days the only language I speak is grace
Dreaming to be face to face with potential memories
Open my eyes I'm alone downing a bottle of Hennessy
Squeeze the liquor out of my veins and
Find someone who will fill them with blood
All around me, I see them tote their guns
Hold them carefully,
Or you may shoot yourself and it's done
I want to burn my bed
But it has the grip of a thousand men
Along with a voice much too appealing
I want to lay in my bed
I want to paint black stripes upon my face
And to forget how many tiles lie upon my bedroom ceiling
I want to speak to those in the flesh
I want to breathe what is fresh
But my irrational fears have me on fuckin' house arrest
Despite this, I try, but
Oh, god the thought of another heartbeat in the room
It's got me stiff, stale, and petrified.
I'm never sure what to do but pray.
These days the only language I speak is grace
Dreaming to be face to face with potential memories
Open my eyes I'm alone downing a bottle of Hennessy
Squeeze the liquor out of my veins and
Find someone who will fill them with blood
All around me, I see them tote their guns
Hold them carefully,
Or you may shoot yourself and it's done