Wind chymes, I wind
Strum up, we grind
softly gently push me
kissing fingers
good love in love
breath in again
on top switch
eyes wander I don't mind
cus Iv seen blue clarity
focused on my mind
Let it rise and pass it was in the past
but my thoughts are twisted,
this feeling is wicked.
Whats it called when you wake up in the middle of the night and cant move?
Thats what I have,
a numb uncomfortable pain craving pleasure
trying to be objective as aversion and craving take hold of me
freezing me in place.
stop signs and red lights
spray paint & inner fights
I know they dont think its right
ill stay awake for one more night
my bic keeps flickin
switch keeps switchin
unfocus my eyes
cant see whats inside
shrooms still reside
with wide closed eyes
and dilated pupils
Iv been searching so violently for a purpose.
I got a little messed up
now I dress up for life
try pieces on for size
on my skin and in my mind
dressed up in detail
my swag is a subliminal message
read between the lines of my legs
Wind chymes, I wind
Strum up, we grind
softly gently push me
kissing fingers
good love in love
breath in again
on top switch
eyes wander I don't mind
cus Iv seen blue clarity
focused on my mind
Let it rise and pass it was in the past
but my thoughts are twisted,
this feeling is wicked.
Whats it called when you wake up in the middle of the night and cant move?
Thats what I have,
a numb uncomfortable pain craving pleasure
trying to be objective as aversion and craving take hold of me
freezing me in place.
stop signs and red lights
spray paint & inner fights
I know they dont think its right
ill stay awake for one more night
my bic keeps flickin
switch keeps switchin
unfocus my eyes
cant see whats inside
shrooms still reside
with wide closed eyes
and dilated pupils
Iv been searching so violently for a purpose.
I got a little messed up
now I dress up for life
try pieces on for size
on my skin and in my mind
dressed up in detail
my swag is a subliminal message
read between the lines of my legs