My Fingers

If I wasnt thinking bout you Then I wouldnt write these songs And I wouldn’t be so blue But im a pallet Artististically damaged Im stuck in my attic Hello? Where dis you come from Mind in a tundra inside a conundrum Pain in the drum hit Break Heart is a fat ache Hero with no cape That’s me? Sorry that I cant let the past be But it be on my head like a sting on the fore Stop Your ahead of me Medicating on melodies Maybe it’ll make me a better me The recipe Its evident how saddened ive be Come Only wanna see you cum You Look so good Right now Turn around Break you down My fingers You Look so good Right now Turn around Break you down My fingers Combinations On Combinations With you Body shaking Trembling She said rumbling for you How could I give up the pain A masochist A touch would numb it away I’d leave and swear I’ll never come back again But whenever it rains I pour into her arms for more It’ll be that last for sure Until I need a vast encore Aim for the head and double tap Another victim I could adapt to Show me the outlet Need a new outlet But for now I’ll just sit out and keep my doubts with me And stare and tell you You Look so good Right now Turn around Break you down My fingers You Look so good Right now Turn around Break you down My fingers