Sleep Awake

                                                                     Protecting you

                                                                     Protecting me

                                        I throw the evidence into a trunk and drop it in the sea

Lie awake

I sleep awake

I sleep with one eye on the bedroom door,

The other on the cake

Protecting me

Protecting you

Carving away our fingerprints out of our fingertips until they're smooth

Lie awake

I sleep awake

I sleep with one eye on my royal flush

The other on the take

I sleep awake

Protecting this

Protecting that

Calling a deadbeat with his dead boat

Wrapped around his artifact

Protecting that

Lie awake

I sleep awake

I sleep with one hand on my 45, the other 'round my baby's waist

Lie awake

I sleep awake

I go to bed with all my lights turned on

So I don't slip away

I stay awake

Out on the street I keep a started car

Who only waits for me, conveniently

Lie awake

I sleep awake

Lie awake

I sleep awake

Ahhh...ahhh...

Wish we cøuld turn back time, to the gøød øld days

when our mamas sang us to sleep, but nøw we’re stressed øut. 

Because a kitchen sink to you, is not a kitchen sink to me.

“You see if you ask me we’re heterosexual by default, not by decision. It’s just a question of who you fancy. It’s all about aesthetics and it’s fuck all to do with morality.”
Trainspotting, 1996
dir. Danny Boyle

Nobody likes you, everyone left you, they're all out without you, having fun.

Pale Flesh

Place the ash on their foreheads
An impression to embed
Born-Again before teething
Collect tears from their weeping

Oh hiding them under the seafoam
Package them like a cheap gift
You’re nesting under the corridor

Place the ash on their foreheads
An impression to embed
Born-Again before teething
Collect tears from their weeping

Oh hiding them under the seafoam
Package them like a cheap gift
You’re nesting under the corridor

Adolescent fiance
I’m just flesh to give away

she’s the prettiest girl at the party and she can prove it with a solid right hook // frnkiero and the cellabration

I want to God to come and take me home 'Cause I'm all alone in this crowd. Who are you to me? Who am I supposed to be? Not exactly sure anymore.