tonight I put myself into Christmas jail... I mean lately I’ve put myself
I smell you then I realize it’s the
I find myself Questioning myself What is it I should know What am
The sand felt like ice cream On my naked toes The water splashed My brown legs With vicious, furious force
Sometimes we search for more answers when really it might not even matter the answer is–
The funny thing is I used to believe The problem Lied inside myself Like maybe
The bottle(s) told me the story I’m gonna save you the time
I’ve died A thousand Times already
Sometimes, I forget to cross my T’s you know to dot my i’s Does that change everything
Spinning... my stomach was turning laps like some careful swimmers waves flowed over my face trying to swallow I used my arm to shove them away
She stood motionless Captured and cursed To be the devils mistress Screaming to be free Oh, but you may never be
Everyone needs My love He needed My love So I gave it
Let’s get real... The strangers that look like brothers & sister on the end of the bar...
Just as the light peaked through the window, I saw you coming toward the door through the glass
Wrapped in your web I fight to be free Spinning is it you or is it me maybe it’s my sneakers