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what have you done to me? i used to be so carefree and blithe thriving with the evening waterfalls and singing to the fearful dragons my sweetest lullabies but now my voice has changed instead of the warm water flowing with ease on the lake i always go to it sounds like lava trickling down my neck burning me with its boiling touch making me want to slay the dragons that were my friends the orange liquid caressed my tainted skin tracing along down my crooked spine but i loved it i loved it oh so much.
what have you done to me? i'm so anxious now i feel like every thing i do or say will send you away to the heavens where you rightfully belong but you're not as virtuous as you seem you stab people with butter knives behind their backs and they thank you for it because that's how you are you're vulgar but charming sweet and delicate but a hint of mischief in your dark orbs you hypnotize people into this never-ending trance with just a snap of a finger and meaning people, i meant just me.
droopy eyelids from not being able to sleep at night and you're the main reason why you're the main topic of my brain my brain loves to think about you fantasize foolish things with you sacrificing sleep isn't cool at all but thinking about you makes it so hard for me to dream you're never in my dreams anyways maybe because you are a living dream ever thought about that, lava boy?
