it could be done better


death before
*loud harmonica*
 i am aware of the time i see future in my sweating
whats the sun then so chill i shiver
skinfur she slices thru a smoothness
princess nightfox or does the tip toe thru midnights
clutter speck eye where the twitching
is only for a few lifetimes
i can spell the credits i mean spill enuf water
over blood that it is just water now
create something better for my lovers lifetime
when money is worthless
and the smoke goes out winters window
i can be a better nothing
see the wilderness in my thrust
shape the bed where i'm gone
each moment is new here
where my eyes find you
finding my lost face
in the tall grass