Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Suede you always felt like suede
There are days I feel your twin peekaboo hiding underneath your skin.
Has power over me.
Not because you feel something or don't feel something for me but because.
So big. It can swallow swallow her whole star intact.
Call me 'evil' call me 'tide is on your side'
Anything that you want.
Anybody knows you can conjure anything by the dark of the moon.
They are frayed and I fear.
My fear is greater than my faith but I walk. the missionary way.
You always felt like suede
Oh little sister, I hoped you wouldn't feel that way
Oh little sister I wished you wouldn't feel that way
Call me 'evil' little sister.
I guess I'd do the same.
You'll forgive me one day.