FORGET GARDEN MASQUERADE DECAYING FLOWERS PEDALS IN MY HANDS UNDYING CONCERN SUTURES ON MY BACK DIRECT BYPRODUCT PICKING UP THE SLACK BUT NOT FOR YOU I WONT, NO I CANT I WONT I CANT I WONT I WILL NEVER(X4) CHANGE
TREAD LIGHTLY BE WEARY I CAN SMELL A RAT FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CITY SINK MY TEETH IN YOUR BANDAGE TASTES JUST LIKE DISDAIN DID, THOUGHT I’D NEVER TASTE IT
DRY DISGUISE OPEN UP YOUR THIGHS BUT ONLY FOR THE SUMMERTIME WET DEMISE WETTER THAN THE RAIN IS, DRYING UP MY PATIENCE DROWNING SLOWLY, MAKE UP YOUR PEACE GODDAMN NEEDY YOU KILL YOUR SOUL TO SURVIVE IN THIS CITY
600 feet into the yard, a bruised blossom stood frail between two patches of grass and 300 feet into the street theres a wilting lilly that broke out of the pavement. Harsh conditions, chloroplast denial inside cytoplasm misgivings. I can feel the weight WAIT WEIGHT WAIT
FORGET FORGET ABOUT THE PLANS WE HELD THE FLOWERS STAYED ON THE HOTEL BED WAITING WEIGHTED
IF I DIE BEFORE I WAKE, PLEASE TAKE MY BODY TO THE LAKE TIE AN ANCHOR, TO MY LEGS AND WATCH ME AS I FUCKING SINK AWAY BOUQUET OF DEAD ROSES ON THE HOTEL BED, I WILL NEVER SEE THE LIVING COLOR GREEN AND I WILL NEVER SMELL THE SCENT OF GASOLINE AGAIN.