2002-04-09 | NELSON BLEW

"CLAWS GOING INTO SCALP"

losing air

running out of energy

vital signs are running low

think tank is empty

can't find my eyes

everything is moving slow

my vision is blurred

my speech is uninspired

Bernadette Peters is growing on me

i'll come back when i'm done

wake me when the fun stops

i'm being my self tonight

i'm being by myself tonight

you're on the shelf tonight

i'm being alone, alright?

IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR ME---DON'T! I'LL BE OVER HERE. I'M TRUSTING THAT YOU WON'T; I'LL NEED ABOUT A YEAR

i appreciate your understanding

this is a tough time for me

being that i can't feel, and all

and i still haven't found my eyes yet

my teeth are always grinding

and my life just keeps rewinding

and your smile's always blinding

turn that upside down frown upside down

the other way around

now spit in the face of all that is happy

don't forget yourself

drooling doesn't count

you go sulk

i'm already doing it

i've already screwed it

i don't know how i do it

i always bust right through it

but let me guess...you already knew it?

- premature ejaculation | tantra +