Ink world
shiny silver
its all a blur
all last winter

vodka neat
heaven glitters
dark clouds
i was down when it hit her

spinning rooms
but you knew that
cut ur lips on my zipper
what a picture

trashbags
full of religion
so many dreams
that could be holy fiction

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naked eyes
blue skys
friction of time
could you stay here tonight?

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when instinct shivers
press pause
take a breath don't fall in the dark

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paper filled
lungs are filled
I exhale
and they call for the water scoopers

what u mean
how am i a loser
if my life was a maiden song
i'd be the trooper

realize
that the eyes
where mine
and you where done

hit me up
anytime
on my phone
if i'm not already gone