" - All you're talking about, can I use the 'M' word? All you're talking about is the 'M' word with a partner, that's all - 'M'? - Yeah - I know what he's talking about. - Yeah, he knows, he knows 'cause he does it every day, come on!" I took a drug once, it made me feel bad, I took it twice, now I feel good. I took it three times in one evening, I climbed your walls and slept on the ceiling.
I had a drug once, it made me feel high, like a sick plane sucking on a cloud. I had another drug, it made my head spin, I spent the whole night cussing your dustbin, cussing your dustbin.
You wouldn't see me, you wouldn't let me in, banging on the door five miles from your home. My nose is running around my face. It oozes white blood like the glue that unstuck us.
I took a drug once, it made me feel bad, I took it twice, now I feel sad. I took it three times in one evening, I climbed your heart and fucked without feeling.
I had a drink once, it made me feel ill, like a whale perched on a window sill. I had another drink, it made my legs thin, I cracked like glass on your soft unmarried skin, on your soft unmarried skin.
You wouldn't see me, you wouldn't let me in, banging on the door five miles from your home. My nose is running around my face. It oozes white blood like the glue that unstuck us.
Compositor: Steven Michael Jones (Jones Stephen Michael) ECAD: Obra #16855369