we kissedwith open mouths full of blood

i brought my lungs about

up out of my throat

i turned them inside out

and then i started to choke

on my own soft fleshy tissue

the dust in the air was not an issue

compared to the pressure from the lips that i used to kiss you

and i used to kiss you all the time

now i don't that's why i don't mind dyin'

that why i'm trying

to swallow the oxygen out of my lung's own pockets

through my teeth and down through my esophagus

i'm trying to swallow my own damn soul

fill my own christmas stocking up with coal

standing in new york city you called my lazy

asked to name one thing i'd done with my life

i said turn your head to the left then to the right

i built this whole damn city one street at a time

you said well maybe you just don't love me enough

i said, wow, that's gotta be rough

my blood moves in straight lines like a laser beam

i named my guitar _ash_

i make it sing

i make it cry

let me tell you a story:

drugs drugs drugs drugs drugs drugs drugs

love love love love love love love

slaughter slaughter slaughter slaughter slaughter slaughter

the end.

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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