content with being a little late on everything she means everything hey lie same dance song same title as the same wrong I knew you were just another fucking love song deep font short cursive letters describing velocity of air speed cancel unarmed we sing himself trying to impress the lovely one in the corner as the lights go dim under the sun he's killed another one naked faking sex real dirt 5. us equals two kamikaze pilots jets love typing letters nothing to big deal this is nothing to deal with blame this whole thing on energy of crazy punching walls your busy punching walls cause she wont love you again period question mark this x marks the spot three x's marks the spot straight edge die further notice and you'll die just like the night when the light let the water brake she never noticed never said anything to anyone at any time with any luck she'll die the first time finally finally finally you get caught blood handed red bandaged around your lips from so much death and destruction forget it this is better than busted key holes into rooms you peer through I’m not changing a thing to make you think that were lovers again cure this hands on my knees the light meets the window hello what’s your name date midnight two o seven its a quarter to eleven and your sleeping tight under the moonlight kill switch distance from the other side of the room take off these clothes there soaked in sweat this is the night when we first met alone on the ground I cant make the sound as your hand moves closer and closer distract the others as we move closer and closer duck there’s a car take all our clothes and head for my own car were driving now speeding in fact this is the last this is my apartment run up the stairs hide in the fur closet for now waiting for sex to come to me waiting for you to see that this is not how we should be us equals two kamikaze pilots
