Flying on autopilot

These exit wounds
are not big enough
to reflect what i feel
burn the cash
make me trash
break that goddamned steering wheel
feed the demon
show no control
fight me if you feel alive
don’t be fussy
i’m your junkie
i’ll count you down from 25

slap me
make my skin blush red
crush my medication dead
feel the words course through your veins
slam
the door
scrub out the stains
can you not fly to Mexico
California
daydream
gold
meet the one
who haunts your dreams
this architect
they build with screams
senorita
shake my mind
jump in the shower
give me time
stroll along
and strum those chords
pry up the nails
and pull the boards
you bury me
our thoughts collide
constellation
oceans tides
reel it in
this love ain’t fake
i’ll carry you
i’m not opaque
brake everything you know is me
this heart it beats insane for thee
the stopwatch starts
are you keeping time
i’ll meet you at the finish line
stretch my dreams
don’t tear me out
trash this tea kettle
break my spout
my arms are weak when i think of you
i’ll lick your lips
you tap your shoe
show me your teeth
that evil style
pull up a chair
and stay awhile

these exit wounds
are not big enough
to reflect what i feel
burn the cash
make me trash
break that goddamned steering wheel
feed the demon
show no control
fight me if you feel alive
don’t be fussy
i’m your junkie
i’ll count you down from 25