I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin
She’s a bad-ass bitch That talks with a lisp And I pity the fool that would fi… She’ll shove your face in the dirt And make your everything hurt
Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end
Never seen Better scenes Than red lights On green trees
Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on
I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be your Jesus… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble
We were formed In relation To this world Our creation
Agile Mobile Versatile Tactile Virile
When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love
We ate from The Tree Of Knowledge, Good and Evil No higher steeple
Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…
