POEM: The city lies dark
The city lies dark It lies cause it can Bed’s missing the mark I’m roaming again I’m long out of lies Out longing instead A
The city lies dark It lies cause it can Bed’s missing the mark I’m roaming again I’m long out of lies Out longing instead A
I don’t get you Do you like me? I think you do while you are here And then you simply disappear And days go by
I met you twice in life Not sure which time was better It really doesn’t matter You’re gone again for now At least it showed
You only want me when it’s fresh And I don’t want to feel unwanted No matter if it’s mind or flesh You’ll soon grow bored
She’s hotter than the soup I burned my tongue with yesterday I wish that she would notice me and visit me and stay She’s everything
I’ve had twelve hour phone calls I’ve taken good things slow Anticipation, flirting And this is what I know: Those butterflies are worthless Love’s not
Ich hab mich früh gefunden und nie verlor’n War sehr oft ganz weit unten, nie neu gebor’n Ich hab so lang gewartet, gewusst worauf Den
I wonder what I’d have to say If I was dead within a week Probably nothing anyway Is that too bleak? No grand finale to
Life’s a contract, a subscription If the perks outweigh the price Every membership is nice If they don’t, well, fuck I can deal with some
I never wanted to be normal But I guess that’s normal now If everybody else was like me I would be me anyhow I don’t