big bang

whiskey and wine
she as comfortable as clouds
not that my bones ache
but she gives my stomach tingle
like a storm on the horizon

anorexia does'nt mean she does'nt like my cooking
pseudo chef
another smurf i'm in love with
the morphine blues
combat the inner thigh get high

a tattoo just for you
dark matter for the upright bass
it doe'snt matter if it's dark
but what's it matter anyways

implosion vs explosion
all just lifelike souvenirs
my orbit
your circle
simple melody

a pretty noose
not too far from home
ain't love grand
what a fool i've been

a pretty face in the third floor saxophone
at last i'm alone
a six shooter to murder a dozen butterflies
i'm as good as gone

but i'm glad you're here

see you soon
 no funeral needed
just play my favorite songs
and call me a gas giant
 when they reduce the planets again