- Calm And Secure
There's a point, it's a step between falling and breaking and laying flat broken in pieces. There's a note you can hold that sounds (but doesn't feel) like you're happy to be alive. She holds in it like we hold it in until we're too full to take in a breath. A translucent body that retracts when you reach for it, pained at the touch and indifferent to love, lays asleep to us all, awake to her sadness. Why does she seem so cruel? How can they be so cruel? If I could only stay alive long enough to stop feeling this way.
- Happy To Be Alive
There's a point, it's a step between falling and breaking and laying flat
broken in pieces.There's a note you can hold that sounds (but doesn't feel)
like you're happy to be alive.She holds in it like we hold it in until we're
too full to take in a breath.A translucent body that retracts when you reach
for it, pained at the touch and indifferent to love, lays asleep to us all,
awake to her sadness.Why does she seem so cruel? How can they be so cruel?
If I could only stay alive long enough to stop feeling this way.
- Headless, Sleeping Soundly
I feel you tasting me, but I wear it with dignity. I feel you tasting me up to my eyes. On my skin, I can smell the saliva of shitheads. It stains yellow and smells like dog food. I need a place to puke. A way to fall out of my skin. I just don't have enough skin. I need to fight you back. I need to feel okay. I need someone to put me away. Jesus Christ, I hope you swallow your tongue. I hope you swallow your tongue.
- Perfectly Fucked
When I sit perfectly fixed and perfectly still, my mind is still walking
and beating.Can it be perfectly fixed and perfectly still? I think I
have finally found my devil, I know him.He's walking and beating.I'm
not surprised at all.But at least now I know.At least now I know.I know
not to try very hard.Don't think I'm ever more than half serious.Even
when I'm passionate it's unimpressive.