When the hunger escalates into a roar
All the fellow young ears start to perk
Spurned on by the illusion of a lovers ultimatum
The age fiction is over, let the hunger scream
Cos I’m young, free and innovative
Hexing Unagreable angles into a renaissance
None of you will know the alterations
As you gaze on my flawed image with awe
Cos we’re young, free and uncanny
And we won’t invigorate ourselves
So plug your thumbs into my neuro-network
And create a deva among deities
Lnc0
More dumb doodles, daannngg diddle, doop
Romance movies: “Awwh butterflies in your stomach is such a cute feeling :)”
Me after the 6th hour with my head in the toilet bowl: “Huurrggghh”
You only ever acknowledge me when you need help
You only come round when your boys mad at you
Your objectively an awful person, yeah I know
But I can’t help but take a few more lashes
Cos you’ve got your claws around my beating chest
It may pass hands, but it’s your name inscribed inside
I’m always gonna be here for you
And I’d be damned if you reciprocate what you receive
Despite the pantomime I put on
I’ve never loved any less as the days pass
And worry has crystallised distress
My heart drops another foot
When you wander into the headlights
You do it every bloody time I take my eyes off you
I’m always gonna be here for you
And I’d be damned if you reciprocate what you receive
If I mega-morphed into a giant golden,
Caricature of myself, with all crafts perfected
Then that wouldn’t cover even 1%,
Of the criteria I’d need to deserve you
I’m always gonna be here for you
And I’d be damned if you reciprocate what you receive
It cuts years of my life span to see you weep
To see the world, the fuck boys attack you so
There’s only so much a bystander can do
Is it my purgatory to see you die 1,000 times
In front of my very eyes
Like Caesar in the coliseum sittings
I’m always gonna be here for you
But christ man how much is this going to go on for?
If reciprocating my love is the only way out of this cycle
Then I’m going to exit stage right, and turn a blind eye
Lnc0
Be it the oxygen count or the chemtrails in my tea
But the paranoia’s creeping above it’s climax
I could regulate with mental stimuli any day you like
Except today’s the day I met the love of my life
Constantly wrestling with the grit in her teeth
An attitude as rotten as summers milk on xmas
Stenched with a coalition of an underbellies delight
Everything I could ask for in a lovers highlight
She brings me over to ask for the time
While surrounded by Dahli’s Compilation
There’s been no excuse weaker, adorably see through
She takes my paw to administer a mixtape disco
Each drip of audio more familiar then the last
Bit-crushes her sways into technicolour video
Her whispers hints
Her yelps imply
And by the time we’re collapsed on someone’s acre
Met by the silver lined abstract above
Her confession reveals all
As we make physical calculations
She wraps around any semblance of form
Tells me she never wants to orbit another
Ah if only I wasn’t convinced it was all a lie
Is there any interaction as misleading as conversation
Everyone’s carrying a hunger on their backs
Everyone’s got a profit margin to hit
All in my packs is a lump of scars
So even when my love peeps into my eyes
The only conclusion present; is that it’s all a lie
Lnc0
Idea: A dating website for people that talk a lot
On a less depressing note, totally have my highest profile gig this Sunday, nneerrvvvyyyyy
Do you ever like laugh at a post for a solid 3 minutes but then go
“…naah I still have to unfollow out of principle”
Excited that Game Grumps are doing GODHAND, thinking about all the 13 year olds that now are aware of the objectively best video game ever made, both in ours and their life time! ….Yeah C:
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