if you can't tell, it's hell. in moving and feeling.

  • Dec. 20, 2016, 4:04 p.m.
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casting a light down interstate six
i think i’m just reverse averse
you can’t see specters in the rear view
stalking the fields looking for salvation
dead eyes give no glints, no glimmer
define this face to face this face to face
i can’t explain this to your bones
so don’t you go wasting away on me
i am the bright and beautiful
set aflame with no fat to simmer

tell me something, mary
do your lips taste the same?
soft, sweet, supple
like a cherry kissed the rain?
i don’t care if you’re violent
i don’t care if you’re wild
i just want some fucking feelings
and some blood for a while

i’m gonna curse curse curse
til the spittle’s not enough
don’t go, y’know
it ain’t fair to the air
that your breath ain’t workin
and your body ain’t jerkin
because the world left you empty
and free

tell me somethin, mary
is your kiss still the same?
do you nibble those lips
do you get off from pain?
i don’t care that you’re gone
i don’t care that you’re lone
i just want to fuckin feel you
and then bleed for a while

chase the moonlight down
to the whiskey and nine
take a shot for the devils
then a line for the crime
i could sell my soul
for a date with the night
but then i’d have no pulse
when i devour the light

tell me now, mary
do you love like the past?
do you rip that flesh
do you fuck out the life?
i don’t care, mary
come back to me
take a good man down
and teach him the key
i don’t fuckin care mary,
take me to sea
put a good man down
and let him be free.

(song lyrics. i need to find a band again.)


Last updated December 20, 2016


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