Interlude

Hold up, I’m just joking. Don't be so pissed off. Love brush the mist off your cuff, And start a fresh up because, Lust is a hiccup in love, a f*ck up. Trusting someone, combust a feeling fusion. Don’t start unpeeling yourself! Just cause they're feeling your pelt, Releasing feelings of wealth. Because you'll wake up disgust. (Random ceilings up above.) And that’s when I said bye with a quick wave, Moving out the bedroom to the motherfucking street hey. It’s another cold, wet, damp blue Monday, Pulling out a memory in a dim lit cafe.