pipe dreams with teflon seals of love

one off the deep end
waded in the moon pool just to come out a wolf again
i'm stretched
beyond shaking a crystal ball and wishing so hard
that i almost didn't wake back up
it's lunacy, you see
coming into your own skin
speculate
inspect me
am i all wrong for trying work it all through?
giving up on letting myself down
i don't know when the last time it was since i've figured myself out
beyond the silliness of the situation
there lies the monsters underneath your feet
under your bed wasn't prominent enough anymore
they wanna know what you're up to
"tell me baby, how have you been?"
living rigor mortis riding in pop (cult)ure's hearse
i loved it all first
and everything you do

so let me see your moves.


i'm not going to sleep.


but i'll be quiet.

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