(no subject)

[youcantquit_mb]

The Antidote was all along
buried somewhere in this song
Poison is a type of love
something greedily injected,
scientifically accepted,
mentally complacent,
it's a subject on T.V.

Not all hearts are cross'd and dead
some still float, I'll take the bet
because when an arrow meets a heart
it's not an end,
it's not a start,
time clashes with scenery
your eyes tell it loudly
dream static/ cloud police
smoke shifts soundly