Something, someone, anything, and no one
always the same, and never with a familiar face

you said the difference between who I was, who I am
Is written in the same world on different plains

sanity is lucid when it's sex is movement, it's fluid
but I pull out, I stand crushed beneath the waves

Hell is a hands reach from the place the heart leaves

love can't live in this place


And all the sex is moving slow like an atom bomb in the afterglow
it's an orgy cutting block, and your on top
every kiss solidifies the pain


And all the scabs peel off like a bandage on a corpse on the cross

its too little

too late


you're still the only reason I wake up, put on the coffee and stay up
I pull on my clothes and stay up
I patch up my heart and keep my mouth shut
something, someone, anything, in the same place