Desk drawer compartments become a small apocalypse
Been trying for a week to paint the texture of the surface of your skin on paper
Well, you watch foreign movies, try to process every line without reading subtitles what a way to live your life
Feeding function to the hot belly of summer
Can only fathom how your voice would echo through the water singing in the shower
I know that you will leave me but only once this time
Just trying to clean the sleep out from underneath your eyes