14 October 2010

untitled

I can feel a hot one
ear to the ground
hoping I could hear the sounds
I need eleven bullets
start tearing through streets
and yeah you were in the front seat
I was shaking it out
you were asking if I felt alright
I never ever really do
I never feel okay
I don't ever feel alright

And I realized (right then)
that you were perfect
my teeth ripping out of my head
you took my hand and you smiled
you moved close to me and you said
"i will always care"
you played with the knot in the tail in my hair

and I was alive again


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