It’s perfect. If you have not gone out and bought this album, I promise it’ll be the best 10 bucks you’ve ever spent.
It’s perfect. If you have not gone out and bought this album, I promise it’ll be the best 10 bucks you’ve ever spent.
The more honest I am, the more I am like everything you left behind.
And the more I keep my feelings to myself,
the more I am like everything that you can’t love.
I am no Lady Madonna, no universe with a hallowed sea,
and I can see you very well in the light now,
with a trimmed beard and still your wide hands are empty.
You can’t see more than a few years into the future
but that is not the future’s fault,
and it could trace our fault line
if you lose your will to fight time.
You are telling me to let go of being nervous.
You are the one who makes me forget the verses.
I pray you find me with your fingers
and that something else can cure this.
Vermillion verses trace my lips like makeup and fire,
begging you to feel something more crimson than you require.
There was no way to know you craved me.
Okay I get it. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle. Hug a tree. Love the planet. Celebrate Earth Day. Don’t litter. Don’t pollute the air, or the water. Don’t pollute anything. Grow green shit. As long as it isn’t weed. But if it is don’t tell anyone…or share it with people if you want friends. You selfish bastard. Yupppp I’m ready for my test tomorrow.
I will never love a man cause love and pain go hand in hand and I can’t do it again