Living like animals with no real shame. Like creatures that exist that God didn't create. My body speaks to me and I understand. It makes me say to it, "your wish is my command." Like feeling tired but wanting to stay awake, or spending money to cover up a mistake. Like running fast but always taking long breaks. Just like the feelings that she said she didn't fake. I want to see the best version of me. The me that I know is not my friend at all. A man can trust himself to spend his life away. Trust himself to drink 'till there's a smile on his face. A drink can trust a man to have another sip. A man can trust a sip to stop his trembling lips. Like reading half and never open it again. Saying I was there when I ain't ever been. How I feel about the way God taunts. The same is the way I give my body what it wants. I want to see the way I want to see. I'm all alone. I'm not my friend at all. I'm dead to me. I'm just a body. Is a man really alive if he can't control his own life?
sad, Bass, Guitar
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