… …

What do you know 'bout

and to think

i been singing my whole life

singing these love songs that were written for you

by some other girl

dumb enough to fall for your

promises of a new world

You were lying when you promised

them their own

I am lucky to have a zone

apart from your own

      I haven't felt your love in a long time,

Im use to this

    I am use to this rhyme

Slow pain, growing pains

 Either way you and I will always be the same

Hating to love baby
   Loving to hate
You know you want  her back
So sad, I'll never be the chick you wish
you had

And I don't give a fuck
Cuz boy you down on your luck

You're rubbing my hair like there's a magic jeanie
in there

You can have what you want,
As long as I'm far enough
from you
to feel some
thing other
then your
smothering

I wanna feel something other then
your pain
and the anguish you
wish to bring
upon anything
that comes in the way of your
relentless
suffering

I don't love you,
its all in my head

All those times you read stories to me
and whispered in my ear
while I lay asleep in bed

Theres nothing I can do about it,
but remember the truth
The constant struggle for you to be eluded
from reality

darn it

man

noise

i feel like its been a thousand hours
since i
seen myself last







   

one love song for the lovers

holy moly shenanigans

something

unafraid

of the attempts to tame

the me

that i consider

me

attractive

i do everything

to please you

because i know 

im suppose to

i do everything

to please me

because i know

thats the way it should

be

 

….

your amusement park

my influence

you're in the dark


so far
I've
come to
know
every
one
of you

you ain't solid


I've
confused
you
then
defused
the muse that
kept your mind
anew

i didn't like that

Seasons
of me


the seasons
that define

our personalities

blah blahblah

figuratively speaking of course

the
seasons
of me


changing personalities
like leaves


the pieces of me falling
from further above
my mind

further then the tallest pine

the seasons of our being

what separates the personalities
of our relinquishing past present and futures

the seasons
time for a new feeling

the seasons
a time for a new degree

heyheyheynoooow

Id rather be talking to you right now
then thinking of ways
to make through right now


call you back later baby
i said
that i was thinking
about coming over
already

said I'm heavy off that
chevy
baby dang


can't you wait
can't you go a day
without my
hellish ways

you pace back n forth in your space
waitin on a cowboy
to take you away into
space

I'm thinking of you
out of my mind
and into another
race


i find the taste of you
comes with
jealous
rage


my patience could last a life time
as long i hanging over the edge
as long as i keep my head
down and pace
my
state
of mind



don't even think about whispering my name
baby ill go insane
ill break through these walls
david blane


u got my mind so heavy
need a crane to pick apart
these thoughts of mine