Nose picking
Kids who pick monkey rings
jesus knows where you’ve been
It is love
Is it blood
Kissing legs with liver cuts
So break yourself
with no more dolls
lets loosen up on self control
while pillows talk
and walls do see
jesus knows where I’ve been
I got back late
and don’t want to talk
so its straight to bed
against your wall
and Your perfect hair its feeding me,
Lets me breathe when I’m asleep
So loosen up
I’m out off dolls
I broke myself on self control
When I bit my tongue in a dream
my eye lids still fake pretty scenes
from sleep to wake and wake to sleep
That perfect hair feeding me.
Friday, 22 January 2010
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