Saturday, March 6, 2010

where the fuck are you going?


traveling swallowing Dramamine, feeling spaced breathing out Listerine. I'd said what I'd said that I'd tell ya and that you'd killed the better part of me, if you could just milk it for everything. I've said what I'd said and you know what I mean but I still can't focus on anything. We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves.

Traveling swallowing Dramamine. Look at your face like you're killed in a dream and you think you've figured out everything, I think I know my geography pretty damn well. You say what you need so you'll get more, if you could just milk it for everything. I've said what I said and you know what I mean but I still can't focus on anything.

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