Because baths are new
How is it possible to get stuck with a single song over and over again, instrumentals and lyrics alike, when you've only heard it once in your lifetime: your more than 2 deadened
decades of a lifetime? It's sick! And strange. And it weakens your insides.
Because our story is nonpareil
How is it probable to get hold of (and hold on to) something so genuinely inconsistent, like an accident waiting to happen, when all you've thrived for seems so terribly useless, just like surprises
that wouldn't matter. It's insane! And irrational. And it derails your brain.
Because we are cryptic and
How is it plausible to come up with the same idea over and over again, upon waking up and before going to sleep, when (physically) you're only
inches away yet (psychologically and ironically) you're eons of miles astray? It's cruel! And cold. And it wounds your soul.
is shit;Except you, love.
(Last line may vary:
Including you, cunt.
Especially you, twat.)