It's Like I Knew Catastrophic Disaster Was Imminent, or Something.

I sit and watch your flies

Stick to paper on the walls

Of your disgusting plastic life.

And you tell me that you love me

In your boxers with a beer and a pack of cigarettes.

Don't you know what you do to me?

That's right, you make me sick

-Because i could never be you,

And i am nothing like you.

Dance in that rainstorm

-The one that you call life;

It never takes a break,

Like i never stop to love you;

And life is never fair.

Yes, I'm that stoned out loser

You wish you never knew.

I have you in my grip

And i'll never let you go.

So in your silent banter

Of the mind you never held,

Take me in your bloody hands

And crucify my soul again.

I need you.

Yes, I need you.

#mb