Hanks Dirty Lens
Wake up from sleep and hardly notice the change. Blurred
scenery and emotions that all feel the same. Stare out of
holes in my head that pass for eyes. Crave a kiss
goodnight and the warmth of your thighs.
Struggle to find fulfillment in this sort of state. I'd
try and love you if I could just concentrate. Hold on so
hard to things that once defined me, that they break
apart and I'm left empty.
Dirty words, held inside a head, will sour into sorrow.
Hate the world, but everything unsaid, will still be
there tomorrow.
Prevent a connection 'cause all I can think of, is how
best to charm, flatter and elicit love. Afraid to let
your camera catch my bad side. Wish I had as little as
you think I do to hide.
Dirty thoughts, held inside a head, will sour into
sorrow. Lessons taught, and all but left for dead, will
ruin more tomorrow.
Dirty deeds, held from those who trust, will haunt all
your tomorrows. All alone, with the best of friends, is a
bitter pill to swallow
