Today I fell asleep in a bath of hair Hair that once sprouted from my own white wet chalk follicles I swallow a coal and follow my breath And I did it with the grapefruit soap, thinking of you Bathed, shaved, and oiled, your legs are two skinny dolphins swimming Between the mattress and the layers of bedding Turning in your drug-dry sleep. When I ask you to kiss my pulse You offer to start the shower I want a verb and you give me a noun What do you dream up while I tongue you down?
Home W WHY? Gemini Birthday Song Lyrics. It starts with you on a mattress in your parents' old room Clipping your toenails into the room like the room will fade And you will move onto other rooms And you will go to other places. Ian Maile. Billie -Animations. Hungdaddy Y. Jon Courage 3D. Cameron Nicol. Leeza Belkina. Justin Fletty. Zachary Hodge. Trevor White. Channel Hudson. Rachel Snelgrove. Song Lyrics. Review: RIFF-it.
RIFF-it good. Add Comment. I'm a Gemini 2. Cheeeek that out dude. Lyrics submitted by walkintothec. Log in now to tell us what you think this song means. Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. Log in. Lyrics Artists add. Gemini Birthday Song Why? It starts with you on a mattress in your parents' old room, clipping your toenails into the room like the room will fade and you will move onto other rooms and you will go to other places.
Then the wedding, Then the woman passed out in the driver's seat at the order board at White Castle. We woke her up and she went 'round to the pick up window like she knew exactly where she was. Then I wept with my face in your night shirt, trying hard as hell to say "until death separates us," loosening the skin on your breastbone, I painted your nails and you sleep while I write all this down. There was a moth caught in the soapdish laminated in lye Will you still remember me well If I don't get to two-o-o-five?
Our faces reflected in separate windshields and all our body hair pricked up an elephant eyelash. Should we be tempted by thief or saint it seems I leave and you stay to crawl the cage and curse. But don't regret the done dirt, there is no life plan set, you just swallow the cold and follow your breath until death. Now even if the will to sleep persists I can't 'cause a harsh cloth, it grazes my blisters.
My dead line Gemini. Today I fell asleep in a bath of hair. Hair that once sprouted from my own white wet chalk follicles. I swallow a coal and follow my breath and I did it with the grapefruit soap thinking of you. Bathed, shaved, and oiled, your legs are two skinny dolphins swimming between the mattress and the layers of bedding turning in your drug dry sleep.
When I ask you to kiss my pulse you offer to start the shower. I want a verb and you give me a noun. What do you dream up while I tongue you down?
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