WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING ergh vom
This body is riddled with ailments. The devil’s got me in his grip. Genuflect and skin me of this payment. “We share the same affliction, everybody’s gotta breathe.” That’s what I say. I thought your touch would be the vessel to my salvation, but it drifted far beyond the shore. So I put up my sails, and I searched all my days, and I found out one thing: There’s...
“you can’t pump after popadoms”
I’ve got a secret, from the tip of my tongue to the back of my lungs and I’m gonna keep it. I know something you don’t know
Toes gripping the edge, sheer drop, into uncertainty My feet are swept from underneath me Delicious flesh and vicious games, the vows are deadly in your name Your eyes in sync, we breathe in time, our eyes, they sink, into the night And I will never find that look in anyone else’s eyes, my knees go weak and my veins run dry So whoever cut the thorns off the roses clearly doesn’t...
well. back to the gym I go then.