(no subject)

[urinating]

we were both hitchhikers but you had your ears tuned to the roar
of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
so you, left to find a better reason than the one you're living for
and it's not that nursery mouth that i came back for,
it's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
cause i've broken all your windows and i've rammed through all your doors
and who am i to ask you to lick my sores?
and you should know
that's true
i came for you, for you, i came for you
but you did not need my urgency
i came for you, for you, i came for you,
but your life was one long emergency
and your cloud line urges me
oh, and my electric surges free