i told you that you are my blood
you run in my veins mixed with caffeine and the physical ecstasy i need to feel because of all the water i've been inhaling
i told you that you are my blood
because i didnt want you out of my skin and realeasing you with the chemicals out of me would be the last thing i would do because making me feel satisfaction and stinging pain is not allowed
i told you that you are my blood
you are sufficient enough for me to make joint squeak and my brain to make all the murmurs ring in my ears
i told you that you are my blood
and every night you'd form beads on my forehead and drip endlessly on moldy paper just so i can last the night without me groping my own neck trying to get my soul out of me
i told you that you are my blood
and i noticed, i've become pale
