In Dolorosa
07/28/05, 02:35 PM
Eh, not my best work, but I thought I'd just throw it out there.
You’ve Sunk My Battleship
And if you lay rested in my blankets, things could be different. Get tangled in my arms and legs. Just fucking breathe, sleep, dream. And when I wake up, I’ll pull the curtains shut and we can crawl under the sheets, get involved like it's midnight, when everyone else was asleep. I refuse to let this go, and I’m sick of being lectured by many on something that so few have ever known. It’s hard to breathe underneath the surface, when your memories become your oxygen, and those memories are worthless. Try and swim with no feeling and talk without breathing, you’ll go under too.
You’ve Sunk My Battleship
And if you lay rested in my blankets, things could be different. Get tangled in my arms and legs. Just fucking breathe, sleep, dream. And when I wake up, I’ll pull the curtains shut and we can crawl under the sheets, get involved like it's midnight, when everyone else was asleep. I refuse to let this go, and I’m sick of being lectured by many on something that so few have ever known. It’s hard to breathe underneath the surface, when your memories become your oxygen, and those memories are worthless. Try and swim with no feeling and talk without breathing, you’ll go under too.