It's a matter of confession
I don't know how to make coffee...

Slowly
Spinning...

I took a swift bottle to the chest
And ended up feeling disappointment of all sorts...

I just was thinking about how useless is to be...
And believe that I'm ok when it's winter...

By the power vested in me...
I now pronounce you...

Her knowing hands trace the entire length of my...
Stopping ever so occasionally to draw little...

I struggle to hold myself up these days.
You've pushed me to the ground...

Addiction is a condition
That carries through the blood...

Dusty blue eyes
Hug secrets close to home...

Headlight
Headlight...

Once upon a time...
There was Sam and Sly. They were like bliss. But...