2002-05-07 | EVENING AT THE IMPROV

i live for sesse

and i believe she lives for me

we're unstoppable

we've forgotten all about defeat

leaving the past in the dust

spitting on the memory of mistrust

stomping on the tombstone of stress

trying to clean up this mess

hoping i can get an appeal

i'm tired of being a unicycle

i'm missing my other wheel

i won't resort to the rifle

the damage has been done

but there's no needle

i never touched the stuff

i never felt the need to

for now, all the pain is behind

maybe it was all in my mind

i guess that's why my head hurt so bad

i'm glad it's a passed-away fad

i want the council to reconsider

you must understand why i'm bitter

you want to see her full of joy?

then do her a favor, and send her her boy

don't stand in the way of beauty

even if it's your motherly duty

you'll see it in her eyes

maybe you'll be happy when her innocence dies

she's changed for the better, believe me

it's me, not a shrink that she's needing

i can help her with her head

and help me feel like i'm not dead

she doesn't need to rely on you

but she appreciates your help

together we're as independent as we need to be

each others presence, is good for our health

so have a change of heart

i know you'll never hear my plea

but hopefully you'll see my art

and find out that there's more to me

- premature ejaculation | tantra +