Saturday, November 8, 2008

Slight Delusions

A room's a hug
A hug's a room
I spat you upon saying
close your eyes cause I'm leaving.Now.

I am the man
I clapped twice when I knew it
and the closets turned wide open
cause we were one and no more
should we yell over some slight delusions

Horrible detection
That stinky smell
under your bed
I swear I didn't pee
I swear I'd never spill my dirt
to stifle you

And if I did you should have guessed
You should have known that we were done
and no more should we yell over some slight delusions

Roleplay invents itself each time
I forge your name
All started when you tied my shoelace
right by the radiator

Glue on the skin
at first thirst quenched,
then laundry dried
it's good the ashtrays keep their wounds alive

My God,my God,my fucking hypertwo-edged plan
reminds me I can be both
Both shit and wit
and if I can still "come" is cause I know
that pain will fuck your domino construction

So give me it
this wicked thing
I've got to whip
I've got to take it as a one
that can no more yell over some slight delusions

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