Like rain cold beads of sweat dance down my back.
Like tar the blood i bleed is nearly black.
My throat begins to swell and grow.
Like lightnening my skin begins to pulse and glow.
Like snow the porcelein feels cold against me cheek.
I rather be dead than feel this weak.
I am starting to rot im becoming the floor.
Its only 6am and im looking to score.
Like picking yellow dandelions i pull my hair.
Looking in the mirror i cant help but stare.
At the sickening decay of my face.
Oh oh please just give me a taste.
Of that silky smooth white powder
I can snort while i shake and cower
Like dusk to dawn i close my eyes
And i lay there praying goodbyes
Like tar the blood i bleed is nearly black.
My throat begins to swell and grow.
Like lightnening my skin begins to pulse and glow.
Like snow the porcelein feels cold against me cheek.
I rather be dead than feel this weak.
I am starting to rot im becoming the floor.
Its only 6am and im looking to score.
Like picking yellow dandelions i pull my hair.
Looking in the mirror i cant help but stare.
At the sickening decay of my face.
Oh oh please just give me a taste.
Of that silky smooth white powder
I can snort while i shake and cower
Like dusk to dawn i close my eyes
And i lay there praying goodbyes
charlie_stars:
interesting is that an original?