Don't get me started on my list of
shortcomings you'll never hear the end of it
cuz i've given into the fact that things are always awful
I'm a whole hearted pessimist these days
These fires aren't eyes
no one is watching me as I
lay down on wooden seats
with my hands clasped over my heart
am I as dead as I feel?
I've been on life support
for the last nineteen years of my life
why is my body so cold
I want late night sex so wet so tight
am I as dead as I feel?