Let's shake it up
up, up, and out
something is to come about.
come about from this,
come out from under this,
why's, cry's, half-lies
so much love around
pain afflicting this side of me.
new titles, new dreams,
new lusts, silent scream.
Is death black?
What is death without life?
What is life without death?
Is life white?
You want me
You don't even know me
You want me
I didn't exist a minute before this.
a label,
dangling like a string,
like a web,
like blood down his wrist.
the spider draws closer,
this aching is a closer-
a shutting of what was
and, "what now's?"
You come to me,
I'll be a lil proactive.
You come to me,
after this is all plastered...
Your body is shame,
while play'n that game that you're guilty.
Every news is a kiss.
A hit and miss.
You're my baby girl
and I am play'n in the rain.
Third times not a charm,
you win me with those arms.
How to feel when your upside down?
How to speak when your tongues on the ground?
If I shot it...
If we missed it...
Let's do it again.
Pitied eyes, long sighs,
What's the point?
Blessed through the muse.
Running with new shoes,
and no gravity.
Where do You come from?
Are You coming for me?
Not white not black...
Not straight not flat...
It's time to rest.
good bye my chest.
