would you consider me a bastard
if all i really wanted to do right now
is bash your face in.
would i be taking it TOO FAR if
if all i really wanted to do right now
is just have a date and not.
is just kiss goodnight& not.
is just go to sleep and not.
this doesn’t have to end that way.
i really would prefer if you just screwed it up
and gave me a reason
PLEASE GO FUCK ALL OF MY FRIENDS.
please, go steal all of my money.
anything that gets me off the hook here.
anything that keeps me from just one more moment with
anything that doesn’t involve
slowly.static.sounds.surround.
things never end up as bad
as the weatherman would have you believe.
(and it’s not the weather outside that’s frightful)
remember all of your nightmares
they’re all a far cry from
feeling like
i mean, i guess, eventually you’ll
just have to.
ALL I REALLY NEED RIGHT NOW
IS LESS TAPE ((RECORDINGS
AND MORE FUCKING CANCER.
all we are is two broken guitars
so OUT OF FFUCKING TUNE.
and really it’s just a fucking mess,
i’ll sit complacent and idle waiting for you to fucking die.
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