Sorry but I can’t do anything
I’m being paralyzed and suspended and I want to you further and stab me in the heart and hang
me out to dry like I’m on a wall.
My fingeres are being gnashed and eating by gears and shovel teeth and it’s happening all at once but your so calm in your Dartmouth Jacket by a river that belongs to someone’s else and that I won’t see again. And my fingers are still being fucking mass he d up
I’m my mother and your your mother so it’s really fucking simple but it’s just tying pain starvation and not thing else. So it dormant even get resolve or unresolve f. Just goes away a like memories in a library. When you were under ground and in a dream
Exploding loans and I’m following you with a stone
Everything is stuck into pause into and it ain’t goin’ away dahrlung o ‘ baby
Grn
G Honestly everything in past just what I want thrown a ways. Abe h still don’t seethe point of why it’s all mounting and structured on a frame of tense bones and lots of stings so many Shangs and even now
And it’s all dust about wanting to bust my brains out ino grn
Maybe I do get it now and I ain’t playin and I never even was playing. Pahrtnur,,
Just squeeze my around the neck with your artificial hands. Plastic hand s even