Et que faites-vous dans le noir?

Your name was on my lips before I knew why
or what you truly meant to me

J'entends ta voix et sens ton contact dans mes rêves

I pretend what we could have been
What we could have had
I miss you smiling at me
and your hand brushing mine

Tu me manques au clair de lune

Sometimes I feel alone
No matter how many people are around
Like no one really understands
Like a real connection can never be made
Even though I know that I should think that way

It builds in brain
threatening to spill out my lips
I have no one
I'm alone
A catastrophe of panic and paranoia fills my head
fills my chest
why am I trapped
in this world
with these people

in myself

there words everywhere
in front of my eyes
when there are no pages present
I read the words of the air
of the wind
of the sky

let me leave this place

Call a                          doctor/ plumber/ priest
My heart is               broken/ leaking/ deceased
My life is                   worthless/ so much better/ over
I'm going to              **** myself/ tell your wife/ Dover
How could you         leave me/ not know/ lie?
I hope you                return my stuff/ come back/ die
I'll never                   forget you/ forgive you/ go away
I need                        closure/ a DNA test/ to tell you I'm gay
Your                           face/ crotch/ top of your back
Is                                so beautiful/ lumpy/ unusually slack
Your                           ex/ mother/ best friend from school
Always made me      great coffee/ feel inadequate/ drool
I will                           miss you/ **** you/ stalk you forever
That way we can      be friends/ get away with it/ be together
I'm sorry                   you did this/ I did this /we failed
I promise to               pay you/ dye it back/ get you bailed
Please don't               leave me/ show the Polaroids/ write or call

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