how much of an asshole can i be ?
i can never let anything be
my needs go above all else even she's
maybe thats why trying to be , was a dead feeling
how weird i feel like i lost the last crop of love i cultivated
you smoked my love and didnt puff puff pass with your fat ass
now the dust is gathering and the ashes are scattered in pieces
but there is an abnormality
i dont have any emotions anymore
you were my medicine when you were next to me
the drug that got me soooooooooo hooked on life
now i feel as sober as non-alcoholic beer for 5 dollars
my inner whore was controlled by your inner thoughts
you were the diving board for my future actions in this boring universe
now im in the water but i cant get out
something is pulling me in trying to rip the flesh of my skin
the pain and loneliness manifested themselves as sharks
which devoured my body in the dark
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