Impersonation
The more I suppress my effeminate side, the more feminine I become in private. I wish I could just face it already. But I can't. I won't. If I pretend this is me for long enough, who's to say it isn't?
Good Times
Good times will be here soon again
Sitting here crying won't do any good
I have no reason to be sad
I love her, she loves me
Nothing's wrong, really
But I can't help it
I'm reliving the past
But only the bad stuff
Good times will be here soon again
Privacy, Seclusion, Voyeurism, Consent?
I could threaten to blow myself up here
And nobody would care
Except the NSA
Spinning
Be nice to someone tonight
Dream about them
Let them know you care
In your head
They don't need to know
Only you
You, yourself
You define them anyway
They are to you what they are to you
So think about them a little, in secret
Spare some kindness
Mentally, only
That is who they are
Unless you say they're not
Mach etwas
Do something
Anything
Other than calling me late at night
Drunk
Calling me an asshole
I really hate you sometimes
But you don't care
So I guess I don't either
VINYL! AND ME!
USELESS!
OUTDATED!
TOO FUCKING BIG!
SOUNDS NICE SOMETIMES!
FOUND AROUND LESBIANS!
REQUIRES TOO MUCH MAITENANCE!
HIPSTER TRASH!
CONSTANTLY GIVEN UP ON!
ON SALE!
SCRATCHED!
IN STORES ACROSS THE GLOBE!
USED!
ABUSED!
AND TWO SIDES FOR NO GODDAMN REASON!
Alex Cameron
"Our love was like a fire,
I pissed on it so I could sleep."
-Alex Cameron, The Chihuahua
Drunk
Everyone is fucking drunk
Half awake
Or half asleep
Or some dumb shit like that
They don't care
I do, I think
I wish sommeone would notice
Maybe I'm a whore
Fuck them, they don't know
They don't want to
I'm just swirling away
Drain
They just want to have fun, man
All good, no worries
Life's too short anyway
Do it while you can
But no thanks
I'm too busy being a faggot
And hating and cutting and breaking belts
But maybe later at that party
They already forgot they asked
Happy, careless, blind
I just want a friend, man
One who's not a
Drunk