If you kiss The right amount of Ass and tickle Important testicles Along the way I’m sure you’d get somewhere.
By Testabout a year ago in Poets
Many of us drowned in our Brains and opened the Flood gates with shotguns. { How does being so depressed Make such animated silhouettes?
I wonder if this room has Seen better days With all these patched Up walls? { I've been in depressing Rooms where you know
I only said I hated this Because nothing Was coming. That and I was too Fucking wasted to Get a grip on things. { I only said I hated this
By Test2 years ago in Poets
I'm not saying things Aren't going to end Well because I think It's utterly true. I'm simply saying it Cause that's how shit
Some days I don't Wanna give a fuck. It's true { Every thoughtful hour I have needs to be Countered with Apathy and
I have to get out of my head somehow. I’m sitting down in there looking at old Pictures and it isn’t helping. { There’s really no one to kick it with
I have no real confidence. I watch “success” after “success” After “success” and finally feel As if there is hope. Hope to succeed again.
The hangovers are never pleasant but I take Them like they aren’t shit, For they really are not. It’s all the feeling of irritated nerves
The lights of that filthy city Sparks a small bit of happiness Inside me. I can’t explain why. { L.A { Where the seraphim live.
Although our relationship has ended And feelings still resonate within Me I have to let go somehow. { This is nothing new for me.
Trevor Somethings electric sound comes from Out the speakers. I swig a new beer that tastes like Peanut-butter and I enjoy it.
