I Watched My Brain Turn Ashtray

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It’ll be here just give it a second

I’ve accepted that my ex’s are happily fucking someone else.
I’m well aware that the only girl that wants me will leave me alone someday.
I’m not afraid,
I’m just quiet in the meanwhile.
Once I’m completely alone I’ll be good.
Around that time when I don’t think of everyone but myself.
When I lay in bed without boxers and smoke the day away.
My friends do a good job of bringing girls through.
I’m kind of just over waiting to give up on you.

Dumpster stickers

Let me put my hands on you
Let me put my hands on,
Hands on you.
I’ve been feelin all sorts of shades of blue
So just give me ten minutes and I’ll be cool.
On you,
Let me put my.
I’ve been sittin all day in my room
Let me open my eyes and feel somethin true
I want to put my hands on you.
Put my hands on you.
Bite my lip so I don’t have to
Just one time and feel my wrist go loose.
Hands on you.
I need to put my hands on you.

But even God isn’t perfectly kind

I wish I still believed in magic.
Back when matters of fact were less pessimistic and beliefs were only with the best intentions.
I’d like to live in a place for my mood isn’t altered whether or not pretty girls are around.
Somewhere where aren’t afraid to tell that tell other people that they like them.
A place where friends can become lovers and no one is afraid to get too close.
In a land where everyone has a say and nothing gets taken for granted. Somewhere where no one has an ego and you don’t have to train yourself to see gold.
To live in a time where there are happy songs about the rain and no one is afraid to get their hair wet.
All I’ll ever want is to have a passenger on the highway that doesn’t mind what I have to say.
Someone to pass me their cigarette without asking and love is truly everlasting.
It’d be nice if every life was seen as precious as it truly is and people don’t need drugs to see a reason to live.
I want to be in a place where all I need is some vitamin d on my bare-feet.
If being loud was in my nature I wouldn’t have to be in the shower to sing
But it’s just not that easy when the majority of the peace is silent and only the stubborn scream.
I want to live in a land like a dream with a feeling in my heart like a quarter got pulled from my ear and bought me ice cream.

2 months didn’t sound so long

I wake up with the working class and drink coffee Monday through Friday.
It never wakes me up, I just yawn and feel sick to my stomach.
I guess I’m just tired and lacking the love my mother can’t give me.
I don’t need a xanex prescription to sleep all day or keep a smile off my face,
This distance is doing just fine.
I haven’t blown my money on pot yet but my brothers making bad decisions and won’t stop it.
I don’t really have much to say to anyone.
If I watched the news maybe I would but I’m too paranoid that they have an agenda and I can’t see the bigger picture like my brother.
I’ve only found comfort when I’m back seat in the wrangler with the top off or when it’s raining in bluegrass.
I can roll joints now and that’s pretty much all I’ve accomplished.
We don’t have to cruise out there so my tension begins to slack.
I begin to share moments I wish I didn’t lack and I’m crossing off the days until I move back.

I am the hammer

I’m banging my head on the wall.
I’ll do it until one of us falls.
I’m not happy when you are without me.
I mean I don’t like when you are with others and happy.


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