laudanum

it’s bubble gum, it’s laudanum- it’s the way i feel when i cum

a stranger’s smile, the rising sun, how none of this is ever done

an idiom, a proverb from some holy son who created guns

the way i felt when i was young, how i can be just all thumbs

i lay awake all night and day with nothing else left to say 

i feel like an insect, a little bug, who awaits that fatal spray

forever ago is just right now but it all just seems so far away 

my voice is hoarse but of course my knees they kneel to pray

for a better future for the children, this holy empire drowned in sin

the essence of the end, how everything is all over before it even begins

again and again i write these words feeling like they’re my best friends

live far away and maybe they may visit someday it just all depends

on the moment and the circumstance- i wish you’d give me another chance

to prove that i can improve- with each move i can prove that i will enhance

i just wanna talk with you, to hear your voice and hopefully slowly dance 

to the rhythm of the rain, the television blues as we move in a graceful stance

always been a romantic but have never been good at that thing called romance

and if i ruined it all for you let us just blame all that shit  on happenstance

i swear things will get better with time and you and i will sing and prance

to the soundtrack of the end of the world that inevitably can’t be broadcast