this river was an offering for our wasted youth
the days we laid in swimming pools
hopelessly longing in that beautiful sadness
falling in love with my father, drunk behind sunglasses
I had a dream I was immortal but my heartbeats were hollow
now I'm laid in this room, surrounded by bottles
the sunlight pours through the window and my black heart
weeps for the child I was, it hurts me so bad how much I loved you
somewhere out there, taking lines in a hotel room
desolate as I turn the page of the book
the cologne still lingers in the air like a cloud on a string
an angel watching over me, love sweeter than ice cream
when we're swimming in that chlorine
I forget about the flood, the needles they stuck into us
life was never a dream, in these coal mines my father died
dancing with tears in my eyes
every time I see the moonlight I think of you, babe
every time I take a pill, you're my side effects, babe
crawling through trenches, babe
burning incense and out of ink cartridges
draped over the bed, my body is lifeless with every bruise
you left on my neck, I can still smell you, love haunting me
quietly waiting for a miracle
I feel pain in ribbons, love in ribbons, my head in knots
watercolours and mucous
hands covered in my blood, my love for you is eternal
our apartment song
sucking on grapes and sucking on his wrath
I will love your wild heart forever, the mountains where leaves fall
saving my money for a hunting rifle
forgive me, forgive our stains, forgive our sins
when he's playing the guitar and my heart is breaking
when we're drunk and it's late and we're talking about stupid things
bless us, bless the murdered children, never forgotten
in the arms of love, save us
save us from who we are, boys dreaming of love
when I'm sleeping and I see you in museums
depressed since I was seventeen, out on that long road
watching porn with the volume turned up
remembering our telephone conversations
now I'm holding onto the memories of our love
my body remembers what it feels like to be lost
my body remembers what it feels like
my body remembers
my body remembers what it feels like to be lost
now I'm holding onto the memories of our love.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 12th, 2022 18:58
- Category: Unclassified
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