on my hands
Perceptual
Posts: 200
crash, distraction, your world is fucking slow
can't believe your minds refuse to blow
once you're blessed to be screaming last
and you're fresh out the sun
wasting fashion, design is time to go
a crease in ours, its over now, oh no
when greed enthralls, forms a child like yours
a fresh out the sun
holding crimes
starting again
on my hands
call this friction, more like summer heat
caution fried the ground beneath your feet
all my thumbs for a heart like yours
a fresh out the sun
folding crimes
starting again
on my hands
can't believe your minds refuse to blow
once you're blessed to be screaming last
and you're fresh out the sun
wasting fashion, design is time to go
a crease in ours, its over now, oh no
when greed enthralls, forms a child like yours
a fresh out the sun
holding crimes
starting again
on my hands
call this friction, more like summer heat
caution fried the ground beneath your feet
all my thumbs for a heart like yours
a fresh out the sun
folding crimes
starting again
on my hands
"this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."
NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
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