they only pose questions like: what makes you tick?
we throw back whatever. So here’s to fresh starts.
I wanna know what it’s like to live out of a suitcase.
To not be tied down by thoughts and authority.
been staying up lately thanks to you and ideas.
if you cut me open i am the single most regular person that has ever existed.
it scares me.
it electrifies me.
I keep the radio on loud so I don’t feel alone.
I’m ready to be remembered, but keep me away from the inside of your head.
we are bricks on gas pedals.
we are the ink on forged checks.
i will make you mine and then forget you.
my head is too crowded for the company.
He told me I belong in a hospital so I can forget who I am.
Jokes on him.
I never really knew who I was.