I feel a tugging from this place
That exists right before I fall asleep
And the moment I almost cry
And everytime I sing.
I wish I had a secret language,
Id tell you all about it.
But all I can do is sing
About robins bringing sugar
And how your boots left a mess
And how Im just another pilot down
To you.
This ego bothers me
As he silences her on the surface.
She screams for some peace,
She's sick of arguing.
She just wants him to stop telling her
"No no no, you're far too loud, princess".
She wants him to see inside this place that exists,
But he's never been very good at languages.
I want to burn inside for the world,
Never giving a flying fuck if I seem upside down.
I want to kidnap you all,
Take you one by one
To this this place that exists behind my eyes.
I want to stab you each in the troat
And feel you each gasping for air
At each story from my heart,
Each nothing that never happened
But it happened to me.
I wait for pleasure
Year in turned inside out.
I wait in the cold, in between my lies,
Under the covers, underground, and behind my eyes.
In my head and sometimes inside yours,
I wait for pleasure.
I thought Id found it this time
But you were just pain in disguise.
For lack of my own language,
"I need a big loan from a girl zone". |
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