TRASH LYRICS

Words are my friends,
Now I feel like abusing them
I can see only one,
I can’t be choosing them
Alcohol I see, don’t feel like using it
Poetry with writer’s block
Just want to be musing it;
I do have a kind heart
Don’t feel like using it
Soul search it is
But my eyes aren’t cooling it,
Goodbyes are maybe easy
Pushing the daisies, excluding them,
It was so easy for you
I am just sitting here, losing it,
You still mean so much to me
Why are you excruciating it?
I am in the dark baby girl
Why aren’t you illuming it?
One fight doesn’t state an end
Your behaviour’s muting it,
One year of investment
The return isn’t tuning in,
Ethereal it felt like—
Ephemeral pleasures
Were you always rusing it?
I feel like feeling you
This uneasiness, I feel like puking it
It hurts badly, where’s the medicine?
You took away the first aid
When you invaded
My aim after this?
I think I’ll be eyeballing it.