It's as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs
the more likely the chance, I'll find romance if it somehow becomes alive.
I share my bed with a bad brain spilt ash and c** stains almost every night
Please find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life
you know you're wasting away, wasting your days
Doing nothing to substitute self gratification.
I climax with a sigh.
Distance myself from all conversation.
Where is my mind?
I know it's annoying when my head drifts away,
I convince myself I'm moronic,
and I guess that might be true when nothing compares to
something platonic.
If you want me to go, you know I will.
the more likely the chance, I'll find romance if it somehow becomes alive.
I share my bed with a bad brain spilt ash and c** stains almost every night
Please find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life
you know you're wasting away, wasting your days
Doing nothing to substitute self gratification.
I climax with a sigh.
Distance myself from all conversation.
Where is my mind?
I know it's annoying when my head drifts away,
I convince myself I'm moronic,
and I guess that might be true when nothing compares to
something platonic.
If you want me to go, you know I will.