couldnt break through the concrete

while the city still pounded out clouds of inspiration stealing smog. its a matter of walking through dreams and living them.
its in this moment when you know that all you want is the vile and filth. the dirty part of the love.
tossing and turning in sheets that dont smell of you.
its really just a waste.
her eyes so big and lips that beg to kiss
i wish i had the skills to collect
tried to write out my love, instead i made a mess.
love and lust come from the same hormones- they really are just the same thing
sitting here in the dark, its my move that takes me where i shouldn't go
the ball is in my court and i have no coordination
buy one lie and get the deluxe triple set for free- a 40$ value for free
keep my eyes closed as we crash with me in the passenger seat
feel the cool sand shift as i stare out at the dark black sea
blackening everything the night sky can offer, look to the stars and wish as they fade
choke on how you look when my hope looks so bleak
i'm tired of hanging on each and every word you speak

wasted 20 to fill the crazy

chasing my tail in circles gets old fast.
air pressure closing off the blood to your ears as the throbbing pain just gets bigger and bigger. sing about clarity and the secret to life but really its just a whole bunch of what ifs and could haves.
dreams sink faster than you think.
little pills that cant promise enough, half empty bottles that cant last long enough, smokes that burn out faster than hopes and dreams. need more proof? time goes by but really its just life