I've been thinking a lot.
About how all these rock n' rollers are such fuckin sleaze bags
But they don't see it that way because its the fuckin "rock n' roll" thing to do
They literally rock that pussy then roll the fuck out.
And I always call Levi a sleaze.
But thruth is, Levi has a heart the size of this fucking earth
So sleaze or not, I still love the fuck out of him more then most of my friends
You all want to do him so shut the fuck up.
I made this painting for Levi:
I'm cool so shut the fuck up/.
It's getting to me.
It feels like tug-o-war
Point A and Point B of different points of view.
If each side pulls hard enough I swear to god
my arms will be ripped from their sockets.
I hate it.
It's really rather annoying, not to mention, it fucking hurts.
And I'm not sure how much longer I can hold onto something old
It's fading and it's probably dead
but i just like to see the ghost in everything.
I've been down this path before, and I don't want to do it again.
So, the question still remains; would you rather sink or swim?
I'm willing to jump in and save you only if you're willing to paddle back.
Think about it,
No one else would ever risk jumping in water so cold for you.