Can I stay too long in yr head?
Synaptic threads connect the moments.
Can I live full and fucked
On your lips and forever?
You make tales of your words.
Spinning me yarns about us
I don’t care for truth tonight
Don’t tell me about how many times
You cannot do things for me
Just tell me about the one time you can be with me.
I can cut new stars into me
And shine my own light
And find a new life outside me
I just wait for any belief that will help me
Make this disappear.
