news song I made while stoned in the light drizzle

[fildubya]

new song:

WWarmownes/ Mym use

hating is a bad films without blissful contact
and the skin on my heals.
or Warm women with disclaimers - offer some nights, but not often, too little to late
warn women, too thin, thinning out.

I hate the night I want to be alive
I love to sin I just hate the drive

Mating is nothing but a brand new prescription
and out of town meetings to write grants for a neighborhood brothel
-we'll still need new water, but it'll break in the air-
and the meridian candor to exhibit my figure in night classes sculpting me in charcoal
for the rest of nest nights I'm bound to foul up.

I hate the night I want all to be alive
I love to sin I just hate the drive

Space out and pick a dot, know it's the farthest thing from you
and it hates you, hate it, then fuck it and Rx it
watch the lights behind the eyes of trees
watch me walk in a square
too ambitious to notice all the holes in the air...
they're a timeclock , that puts holes in my chest
when the air takes back what I daily ingest.

You are not my muse
you're a lady
you are not my muse
you're a self-acclaimed sadist
you are not my muse
your hair is too long
you are not my muse
you are new to my love
you are not my muse
you are just something new.