Johnny Scianna Poet Lyric

Living the Thrill

I'm so sick and tired
of living it.
That I'm not worth more
than il admit.

Bite down
and watch
that as I fall
I tumble slow
and get passed up quick.

Last in line,
but first to quit.
Tell me now,
please tell me how.

All along
these lonely nights,
these dreams of mine
make sleep hard to find.
Searching for a clue or two.
I got lost
between your thighs.
Another lie,
came up in time,
since I can't lie.
I get lost
within your eyes.

I wish I could
tell you now,
that in which I feel
isn't fake,
the feelings real.

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