Monday, February 2, 2009

please don't waste my time

hmmm... i'm feel'n not so sure...
i'd like to say it's cool but it doesn't flow from my lips like i'd envisioned it.
i think i'd like to get to know you better.
zombie flicks or the scary movies i could've swore you didn't like?
they're borderline the same i'd say.

i have a wife, she's crazy though.
she thinks we're doing something naughty,
but it's fine cause she's crazy,
she hates it when it's just me and you,
but it's fine cause she's crazy,
i just go back home after wards,
and tell her things behind your back.
it helps to calm the storm.
its just a vicious cycle,
like reduce, reuse, recycle.
repeat.

it's cool with me,
i wanna say i trust thee,
but monkey see monkey do,
what if mrs. crazy becomes you?

fuck this hiding shit.
bull shit.
keep it together, or break it off.
fuck you.
weak minded fucks.
had a baby? GREAT!
father it, show it real love.
otherwise i'm stomping it out when it grows up as a monster.
there's the truth and then there's lies.
fuck'n white lies?
give me a fuck'n break,
and a used needle,
cause i'm stabbing both yer eyes.

1 comments:

Natalie said...

me a little nervous,
do you want to talk about it?