beau blood rush
01/04/09, 02:35 AM
your a little bit behind boy.
your nose dont squeak anymore,
only snorezzz.
built makeshift bridges - crossing creeks
these days
flames lick your feet
and thaw your shoulders wet
the sweat makes your shirt stick
and a bully could taste the tragedy
one blurry brunch -
two lazy midnights
sun-kissed coz’
he’s not shy anymore
he burnt out his little shell.
he woke up
they dosed off -
coz’ the caterpillars only care for the cobblestone wall they call home.
your a little bit behind boy.
your nose dont squeak anymore,
only snorezzz.
built makeshift bridges - crossing creeks
these days
flames lick your feet
and thaw your shoulders wet
the sweat makes your shirt stick
and a bully could taste the tragedy
one blurry brunch -
two lazy midnights
sun-kissed coz’
he’s not shy anymore
he burnt out his little shell.
he woke up
they dosed off -
coz’ the caterpillars only care for the cobblestone wall they call home.
your a little bit behind boy.