Thursday, March 18, 2010

Ink Blots

diagnose me
with some disease
yeahh
take property
and money from me
oh, call me call me
crazy,
call me call me
patient
doctor doctor
drug me
i'm shaking from the alcohol
fuck me fuck me
girlfriends
call me no one
shut me up
and shut it off
i gave my best to family
all the way from west palm beach
I dont want to talk
and I never did
your friends all hang around
while you're out
and down to dry

oh, or something in between
yeahh always something in between
asking what it means to me

She showed a flash card stained with ink
I felt just like a little kid
butterflies burning up
turning into moths
nothing ugly's ever loved
if its beautiful its all fucked up
who do i have to fuck
to find someone to love

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