ASH my head is without reason and I wanna know why pale exhaustion, sex, open shutter sun detour in my zipper teeth I saw the last light of the night go out. I screamed at you because you weren't there. 3 matches, a smoker's outpost, steam lines on the chatbox windows, and I want the mist on the inside of you. I noticed that nobody is saying anything they have barely even said hello. have you ever watched yourself eat your own ego? God is sweeping the basement floor and I'm trying to find a dustpan. send me sweet laugh lines we can call corny. you look like the life I killed. my jello thoughts are half price shots and over 21 looks at the bar I'm dying, tell the clouds to put me back down.