Psychological Porn

in my head again and again in my head again on and on on and off the topic arms and legs no skeletan remains seen nothing left to do buy new shoes new shoes put away the hang mans noose crying for those weeping tossing and turning of the lies they are weaving struggle to breath you take my breathe away in my head again in my head faces of saints faces of future lovers freaking the way i do i know youd do it too picket fences along the way so many picket fences come hand my tophat by the streetlight soo many crooked doorsteps they knew as well as i did as well as i did the waves will wash me away washed away from the top hat under the streetlight under the moon fortune teller with a broken nose blackmailed by ill fortune of life lessons you see a different way beside myself i look at my own reflections watch out for the water i left my hat on a picket fence the moon watched me walk toward the waves my own crime scene beside myself suicidal thoughts beside myself wher i am wrong me versus them versus you everybody that i am beside myself down the street from the picketfence scrambling away a cartomancer's crime scene i had to tie my shoes