Otem Rellik

Hurray For Heroin
It’s always the left hands that know you best and the bee sting theory songReturn to how much love you lost then couple that with where you don't belongRain waters down your soda, while puddles are never in the movieIt’s the storm of the century, and you’re all dressed down in hyper colorsDay glow dead space nim-witWith orange pajamas and little leverageYou might pass me by; I'm daring you to think twice againSort of like a flavor crystalIt’s easy to stop a pallet jackAnd the numb spider bite of Thor’s hammer will leave you singing back to backYou’ve already shook hands with the devilNow it’s all happy smiles and bad weatherGood looks coming from bad people and missing negative numbers left out of sequenceSeparation anxiety and meStale chips and a wasted lifeHere I am naked trying to keep myself fresh in a refrigeratorLaughing at people misunderstanding each otherI'm scared of everything now but I can still laugh when I’m all alonePoor poets are more personal than washed up jocks and beer commercialsIt’s so sad like a meth lab, or an internet acquaintanceI forgot my radio and dead bolt silence surrounds my every cellServe me seconds, I’m making puns and never lifting my head againIt’s the squeaky tires of a shitty gurney that carries you off to sleep againUsing substance just for the image of it allLetras de cancionesLeave me on a bad note or shuffle me away todayI'm a loose fitting sweater while your eyes tear up with games playedIt’s those unfinished thoughts that always leave me hangingLike dried out flower bookmarksSpewing poetry while the video is playingTake me to a place with nothing but distractionsWhere wide eyed decisions fall short of interpretationTake me to a place with nothing but distractionsWhere wide eyed decisions fall short of interpretation From Letras Mania