All this wandering in the city taught me, Life is very long when you're lonely, I guess we could blame the city I live in and the relationships I made, I feel like am draped in gasoline, burning brighter I was the flame than the arsonist, the lullabies that ring in my dreams, remind me all the ashes that are people I've left behind, all I have lately is my fire, potential has interested more women than I care for, I guess something in the fire had a power, personally All I really need is someone compatible, my own cherry wine, even if my days will feel numbered, my youth is gone, my hearts toying somewhere between love and abuse, the dead, Calling to join them the wretched and joyful
Shaking the wings of their terrible youth, The way she discards me, wondering if she's mine and am hers, She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene, I fell for her, I guess she's all I can think of when the buzz stops, I guess i'd swap her for this empty little rush, just using to distract my mind, leaving me feeling sedated, You knew me, how I made it, all the black and blue, all the day we spent talking bout my mortality, well coffee shops have more in common with me like us and self destruction, old friends, new friends, am a fiend and I guess you was part of my fantasy or favourite sin, it's ambiguous how to interpret my life, I missed you, I wear a Zeppelin on my front and am crashing again like one in my head, I guess everyone I ever met I impacted an changed, like a burning sign in the sky I made her feel so loved, I been gone, yeah never felt it even when I was touching your body, I guess I tried to forget you, but in my eyes you can see yourself so clearly, maybe someday, cos I always got so much love to pass around, she told me I must be romantic cos my taste is so outlandish, must be interesting due to my indulgences, I guess xo the way so no wonder I been so comfortable getting faded, cos I feel like I been through hell so no wonder I don't fight fear, the sky turns fall and she tryna catch it, then she asks me if I've ever been home, yah babe Ive been to Ethiopia but I've never been, but those 90 mins in that plane sit made me grow much more then reading ever did, this hurts more than it should. If they only knew what I'm dealing with
I've been extremely sad for the past few months but everything will be fine
Ok now it's past visiting hours, but can I give her these flowers, yeah everyone just trying to see if am gone off reefer, not even wondering if am hurt, I guess I been asking for more then love, asking for the doctor I guess i need some anaesthesia, or just a ten of amnesia, They warned me against falling in love with a person who has a broken heart. But ever since I was a child, I've always fancied doing everything I was told not to. So fall I did, thinking that if only I can show that person I was different from the rest, I can fix them, but maybe she's thinking the same and I've been broken so much i can't tell,
All Ive learned is that it's hard to fix something you did not break or something that does not want to be fixed, as always I just want to go backwards into myself as I move forward, love's transient, love is pain and pain is hell, I miss you so much, but in this journey I tell everyone it'll be fine, but I'd be lien if I said I'd be fine, cos girl you know I wasn't made for loving, yeah they all called me destructive, I feel like I already threw your heart away, I guess am just looking for real love, I already left a trail of broken hearts once, what could i leave this time around? A body draped in roses, you were the most important woman that loved me, so no wonder I spent too much time missing you than trying to meet new people, cos they all feel the same, like tears in the rain and they won't let me be, so I paraphrase my favourite songs and lyrics, which just goes to prove conversations are just snippets from playlists, topics assigned to artists relayed to you, emotion gives aesthetic and my taste is the back drop for our relationships, love is transient, I said that often enough to know that I'll move on and forget you, cos all this has caused me is pain, like someone broke your heart so you broken mine to feel alright, These late nights remind me I miss you already, I guess I could never have been the one for you, cos all I could give was sandpaper kisses, nineteen seventeen underwhelming issues, I miss you all the same, lately I guess It's just so blatant that you was special to me, so lately we talking like levels where's before you must have thought you held something over me
