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Let me rub my back against the notches on your bedpostscratch these afterthoughts off my flesh and shed ghostsMy head's close to your closet door.I've got the glass to my ear. My nose is in yourbusiness I smell something fishy here.I hear bones rattling. Poems battling for space and timePhones that'll ring when I make judgement calls with pick-up linesSexual hang-ups leave me waiting nude and while aloneIt just gets aggrivating masterbatingto a dial tone.I'm the home to run-away trains of thoughtMy one track mind is a collision inter-course where victim's cross,Bedroom eyes...uncross their legs exposing inner thighsI disrobe and show my most convincing disguise.I've lived so many lives each death has left my face scarredHid so many lies under my breath that I can't face GodDig into my mind deep enough you'll find a graveyardI get nervous bodies will resurface every time it rains hardDon't cry, girl." Let me outline your short comingsWhile my world is full of them and they're all in the long runningsIt's all fun and games. It's all done in vain. It's all a ----ing shameI ain't the one but I'm the one to complain?I'm the one to come home.Compare.Contrast.Come fastMake love to the present, fuck the pastMake love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lastsLetras de cancionesDon't you dare worry about the morning aftermath(yeah!)Taking an acid bath, pissing on the shower curtainThe gal just laughs and starts dissing my towel turbanI had to ask if she knew how to listen now I'm certainNow my task is just to get up in her like I was a surgeon!I'm a virgin who makes exceptions at sunsetMy dirty skin gets cleansed by the summer sweat Self, have some respect! I don't need you new and cleanBut I don't want the procedure routine!A screw machine!with a few bolts loose.robot response touch toneHair trigger, happy-go-lucky emotion monger wants a love poemRun home.dip into your closet and jump bonesYour secret admirer's stuck higher up and he's unknown.Looking down on you.can you bare the burden?my ears are hurtingI found a few gears are turningWith squeaky wheels.they get the grease cuz its a damn nuisanceUnderstand the blueprints for our mechanical movements.It never ran smooth since we abused the EarthGrabbed a hand full of pubics and removed the turfRefused its worth, we lose our shirts.she assumed the worstAnd needed proof of birth? I'm leaving this universe.It seems doomed and cursed.see if you come first then come fastCome here.Come back.Compare.ContrastComplain.Constrain.Constantly ask,Complicated questions contain scientific answers in your flaskCondone.Condemn.Come home.Come friendConfuse.Common issues.Condelude.ComprehendCarma.Chameleon.Come again?Continue to come in you.Come to daddy.CondescendCome and bring us (Confidence). Cunnilingus (Compliments)Come to thank us went from guilty conscienceness to common senseCalm down.Complete.Compound.Come eatOur Common ground meat from man-made concreteCome to the street.Conquer the weak.Come to terms with coming lastMake love to the present, fuck the pastMake love to the present, fuck the past.Nothing lastsDon't you dare worry about the morning aftermath. (yeah!) From Letras Mania