right there, on my shoulder

dryer sheet, not a lie

magic 8 ball
alright, i'll take it
we'll wake up, look over
say to one another, nothing
cloudscape, brasilia hombre
feel it inside my marrow

i do extensive research

retreat is inevitable 
i revealed, so i'll waltz off
and i'm so sorry, oh, but the shade
wilting until eaten by bugs, and rebirth

you'll keep my secrets, they all do
sign the cross over my spot in the yard

my god has not evolved since 1984
super nice, he really loves kids
i have nothing to worry about
even when i'm on drugs
lying, or clipping
your roses off
before dawn

i'm not sorry
hey, fuck you

confidence is intimidation's gasoline
it runs out, always does, sputter, cough,
cough, we have to push this bullshit uphill

enjoy

someone explain to me
in therapy, she just stared
because, i worded it so i don't...
well, so i don't seem so fucking nuts

or cruel 

with platters of succulence
i offer you indulgence
and man-overboard
mid-feast

i'm such an asshole, 
but swim like krill
in a shark's belly

go ahead, take a peek