I can feel my head growing warmer
It's like the sky stopped finally pouring
Jesus stopped sobbing
And I stopped giving a damn about yesterday
Whiter teeth and lighter eyes
I see you in a rose tinted aurora
...
Drip the vial into my eyes
Strobe lights and burning skies
Is this Hell or Heaven?
Oh whatever, I'm grinning
...
Coming down is always a shit show
When was I last sober?
I forgot you weren't ever really there
But it's whatever
It's all just whatever
All whatever?
...
- Author: The 2 A.M Writer ( Offline)
- Published: May 14th, 2017 11:19
- Category: Unclassified
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