attach it to me, attach it to me
because i don't feel attached to this body. . .
because i don't feel attached to this body. . .
I thought you said you didn't want to feel anything anymore,
and well, I just wanted the person next to me to be worth opening my eyes to in the morning.
. . . .
I should thank dear Bloody Mary that her God never loved me.
. . . .
I can't fall asleep, but I can't wake up
They say adrenaline's no good for me. They say what I'm doing to me just ain't no fucking good for my body. And well they always say "just remember to breathe". They tell me not to let it get the best of me.
Don't let it get the best of me? well fuck it, "it" can have the rest of me.
licking walls and licking ceilings, licking colour and purging up all the feelings.
vice binging and mimic speaking and
i am a very repetitive human being.
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