FORGET
GARDEN MASQUERADE
DECAYING FLOWERS
PEDALS IN MY HANDS
UNDYING CONCERN
SUTURES ON MY BACK
DIRECT BYPRODUCT
PICKING UP THE SLACK
BUT NOT FOR YOU I WONT, NO
I CANT
I WONT
I CANT
I WONT
I WILL NEVER(X4)
CHANGE
TREAD LIGHTLY
BE WEARY
I CAN SMELL A RAT FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CITY
SINK MY TEETH IN
YOUR BANDAGE
TASTES JUST LIKE DISDAIN DID, THOUGHT I’D NEVER TASTE IT
DRY DISGUISE
OPEN UP YOUR THIGHS BUT ONLY FOR THE SUMMERTIME
WET DEMISE
WETTER THAN THE RAIN IS, DRYING UP MY PATIENCE
DROWNING SLOWLY, MAKE UP YOUR PEACE
GODDAMN NEEDY
YOU KILL YOUR SOUL TO SURVIVE IN THIS CITY
600 feet into the yard, a bruised blossom stood frail between two patches of grass and
300 feet into the street theres a wilting lilly that broke out of the pavement.
Harsh conditions, chloroplast denial inside cytoplasm misgivings.
I can feel the weight
WAIT
WEIGHT
WAIT
FORGET
FORGET ABOUT THE PLANS WE HELD
THE FLOWERS STAYED ON THE HOTEL BED
WAITING
WEIGHTED
IF I DIE BEFORE I WAKE, PLEASE TAKE MY BODY TO THE LAKE
TIE AN ANCHOR, TO MY LEGS AND WATCH ME AS I FUCKING SINK AWAY
BOUQUET OF DEAD ROSES ON THE HOTEL BED, I WILL NEVER SEE THE LIVING COLOR GREEN AND I WILL NEVER SMELL THE SCENT OF GASOLINE AGAIN.
