You don\'t know how much I\'ve missed you
You don\'t know how drunk I get
Weaving through your subterfuge
Through the veil, above the crest
You don\'t know how dirty I can get
Eating Skittles at 4 am
You don\'t know how discursive I am
Spitting blood in the sink
I\'m dreaming of a delicious kind of guy
Like a song in my veins
I wake up and it feels like instinct
Sucking your tongue in a dream
Peeling embers from reality
Radar images of recessional moraines
Parallel in the fjord
Melting together to make a smooth surface
I lick the spit, like a boy in a shell
Growing up psychedelic
I am in two states
Cumming like icing sugar
The tension makes it split
But sometimes, I want to lay on your shoulder
I want to hold you
I want to smell you
I want to be inside you
Like a glacier in my eyes
You don\'t know how much I\'ve missed you
You know, I think about you all the time.