Monday, August 17, 2009

baby im drunk and its warm
not like you are listening but im naked in the backyard
picking flowers that look just like your face when you wake up
not that you care
im digging two graves one is a bed and the others a door
not that you are awake
you will wake up next to a shovel, it wont leave the marks that i do
"what doesnt kill you", well baby it will eventually
paint a picture of me in shining silver ink
this is a gateway drug
your coming home and im buying time
just grab the handle and fill the holes.

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