why do you do what you do
what you do what you say
when I don't feel the same
way that you may say
you do
what you do why you do what you do

smoke outs
and danced at the bonfire,
we lit the joint
made our grooves
on the front lawn
imprints of bodys
that never would feel wrong

in my head
in a carbomb
with a door ajar
i drown to death
before you heard her hear
more like a cough
and less like a last breath