I don’t wanna be a prime. Or as bitter as a lime Spending all my time alone I’d rather be a lemon So

You ooh ooh oooh Should know by now Should know by now That I eee I eee I eee Won’t stop

I captured you within a lense To ensure the memory last For when the moment comes to pass

Fish Stank Wofting over The shore banks Lofting Within my lungs

You sold out to the masses Now a product of your environment Mass production Manican If you could do it all over

February. February 7, 2011 at 2:23pm A parrot mug and a cookie mess you made it effortless

You were never any good for me. And I was never any good for you. But I loved you any way. You’re a bad habit. And I’m your addict.

Everything I ever wanted seems to… I’ve hit the surface, yet I don’t… I’m a gonna, I’m a gonna, I’m a g… I’m a gonna, I’m a gonna, I’m a g… Order, order this court is now in…

Bright April Earth Begins To unsettle Shedding away

My creatve juices Are drained From my brain To my veins To my fingertips

Cold Coffee Cigarettes Dirty Fingernails Messy hair Itchy beard

You say you want a love just like… But we all know that shit is oh so… For love’s not a game of make or b… It’s a game of give and take So smile empty soul

Stumbling around With my eyes closed I never found love at all Until I read The cryptics on the wall