Monday, April 21, 2014

tattoo the children

Knock me off my feet
Pray to God we last
That Jack really went to my head fast

Tripping over words
Why do you ask questions you already know the answers to?
Why do I do the things my morals say I shouldn’t do?

It’s the Absinthe
That liquid courage
And a little green fairy
Whispers dirty things in your ear

Stumbling over stories
When will we stop spinning?
Am I really winning?

If fish can breathe underwater, can’t I?

You tasted
And I’m wasted
Waiting for one something to come along and
Save me

The ones who could save me before
Don’t wait up anymore

I’m seeing two of you.

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