stomach, churn. brain, learn. eyes, see. love letters, burn.

i hear you're starting up a new life and i hear you've been staring out your window. it's been months since i've seen cobwebs collect as quickly as these do. there are so many voices carrying on with stupid stories waiting for me to stifle them and let their throats fill up with dust. it's been months since i have smiled. it's been months since i've been happy. it's been months, months, months upon months. have you ever felt like i do now? i hear that things have been going well. you're still connected to the rythym deep within these veins. fill me with ice, fill me with fire. let me feel the way i used to. let me feel something, one thing, anything at all. i've been mulling over the little things letting the cigarettes burn down. i've been waiting for another cold needle to stab me and let me smile through all of this pain. the world simply becomes copasetic when i get that anaesthetic. forgive me i sound prophetic, but you'll probably always be this pathetic. i hear your mind's been filled with cobwebs. i hear your throat has been coated with dust. when they jab me with that needle, i'll live to lust. oh, this i must.