Tag: WHINE

I Never Forget

In the middle of a crack of sunlight. chance brushing of atoms
The iris expands like a slapped jaw
A bead of sub-zero trickles down the side of your cranium
You betray your reactions feign indifference
A slip of the pencil and slip of the tongue
And once again your atom brushes against mine

You coax a recollection from the banks I use to reminisce
I feign ignorance and only recall the sound of your title
But I’d never let them memories slip in reality
They still regulate on the mill every now and then
No matter how repulsive the recollection gets
I’d kill to lick them wounds of yours

This atom doesn’t forget it’s conquests so easily

Several cycles separate this meeting
But I still smell the blood on my fingers
I can still see the shades of grey in my nails
From when I dug my claws into your matter
I may of taken more then I could off imagined
I may of just poked at the blister
Either way could you ever find the time
To show me them wounds, I’ll lick them clean
If only to open them again

This atom doesn’t forget it’s victims so easily

Their faces populate the zoetrope
Each one more detailed then the last
Their gasps infest the record player
Each one more delightful then the last
Their scowls bring life to the slides
Each one projects more on my back

This atom never inteded to forget anyone so easily

Numb arse? Crowed street? Alone? Chances are your outside sixth form

Whhooaaa indie cindie’s taking her time
She was ment to be here at quter to four
I’ve only got 2 years till i’m out of prime
I hope she won’t take to long

Parked on the cold slab known as the sixth form stairs, on a cold wensday afternoon
With the sounds of old Alex moaning how he couldn’t take his brid on tour
Wisling gently through my ears as the viral marketing for indipendant fashion runs out the doors
Buddies and Pal’s walking throught the rabble as they set of home to their cozy bus seats
Beacuse walking in anything under 10 dagree’s is unthinkable as is over 12
With numb as fuck arse i start to debate is my time being put to good use here?

Floods of icons flood the streats bangles and strings in arm
With a Model on one arm and a sidekick perched unwillingly on the other
Droves and droves have come and gone, but don’t you worry i won’t have to wait long
Cos she’ll come i know for sure, just a few more minuites just a few more

Oooop purple hair’s contraversial
The wollen hand knitted jumpers orginal
As orginal as the last 4 people that wore it
There are other shops in town than Topman and Revolv… actually scratch that there aren’t

Half four’s taking the piss, i think we can all agree
Their’s only so many tracks shuffle could throw at me
Yet another Motorhead song? So much for shuffle it would seem
But your redeemed for your next choice of the lone libertine

Floods of icons flood the streats
With a Model on one arm and summant in the other
Droves and droves have come and gone, but don’t you worry i won’t have to wait long
Cos she’ll come i know for sure, just a few more seconds…. COME ON!

If half four’s taking the piss you can imagine me at five
And shuffle is starting to get on my very last ne…
MOTORHEAD AGIAN!? ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS!?
Y’know what? She wasn’t fit anyway, so fuck this