Morning in May - Hot Off The Depressed

Periodically I shut down reading Weakness Weekly's know hows
In the Guinness Book for writing hooks with no one to say I miss you I'm proud
How have I become the author of? Why do I even bother to should
This novel for you title everything fell through

I get nourishment from punishment
And I give soul consent to your souls request
Collapse the veins in my structured mouth
And stack the things that shut me out

Amputate the parts of me that acted as your nursery oh
And I've soiled my good name
Plant it deep and beg for rain

Old drops of Fragile me
Magnify your written speech oh
In a careless loop I gave my youth
And what did it ever do for me

And I get nourishment from punishment

And I give soul consent to your souls request
Collapse the veins in my structured mouth
And stack the things that shut me out

And this dead set slander says you're the talk of the town
But my bed rest banter says I'm bleeding out

Periodically I shut down
In the Guinness Book for writing hooks
With no one to say I miss
I won the lottery of nothing bothers me
Playing scratch offs on my wrist for you

Maybe in the autopsy they'll finally read
The words on my membranes that we'll finally weave

Back to our roots
As we pull up our feet
If perfection is perception here's a view and a seat

And I
And I
And I get nourishment from punishment
And I give soul consent to your soul's request

Collapse the veins in my structured mouth
And stack the things that shut me out
And this dead set slander says you're the talk of the town
But my bed rest banter says I'm bleeding out

Dead set slander says you're the talk of the town
But my bed rest banter says I'm bleeding out

Written by:
Jake Bartolic

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