In the grey morning
They dance in the tickling air...

When she's certain she's alone
She rolls up her sleeves...

Finally caught the feeling I thought I had lost
Tried to my best to hold it down, so it wouldn't...

Revolted of this peanut butter atmosphere
And the exaggeration of summer fun...

The house is lying quietly
And I'm blending with the darkness...

*This one's for all the ladies out there...hahaha*
Monster cramps, red on my pants...

All's a waste of ink need not have spilled
For these pages of remedy are now scratched and...

Slow, the metal slips through my skin
Releasing every drop of fear, anger, and sorrow as...

Pretty little knife
I'm putting you away...

I don't understand why
But I know what it's like...

Sitting here I find
While I'm old, everything thrives...

Backseat
No windows there...