my smile melts with confusion
you love was just an illusion
in case it hurts
i must confess
watching you cry
at its best
was the only way
to pass the test
this love is feeling
rhetoric
again
there's a void where you once were
and it's growing
as the cracks start ever showing
today i woke up
while the sun was still sleeping
i could hear the love sick
hopelessly weeping
while pretty faces
made of plastic and elastic
break more hearts
while still feeling fantastic
until the day
when looks begin to fade
they won't have to care
while they got it made
but i see behind your riddle
somewhere hidden in the middle
lies the truth of who we are
lies between the sheets
where light and shadow often meets
where bore is a whore
and the whore is more fun
when having sex with everyone
makes the time pass
makes the hurt pass even faster
fucking a slave
makes you a master
at least for now
until the morning comes
and everyone returns
back to the machine
that forever burns
shine on
in your (or my) bed
shine on
forever up in your head
shine on
you crazy diamond
while you still can
fucking makes everyone
feel like a man
-kc
*note to anyone reading this- i have no fucking clue what i'm writing about- i'm half delirious and write this as i sleep walk the walk and sleep talk the talk***
goodnight
ehem... i mean, good morning ;)
