My head feels like it's about to explode
From the sun
From the rain
From working too hard
Not enough sleep
I drink till I want to fight
Cigarettes till im closer to death
And smoke till im weird, till I can't speak, till im very scared, but no longer lonely
If I press my fingers, against my forehead, I can feel little blood vessels pressing against each other
With force
With speed
With passion and lust
But really, I just want to love
Then live my life
And feel OK when I breath, with or without the passing of time
Stretching me thin,
Limb to limb
If I press my fingers, against my forehead, I can feel little blood vessels pressing against each other
With force
With speed
With passion and
Love
Stretching me thin,
Limb to limb
BS
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