Don't you think I want you to?

Let's play telephone

I'm the rubber, you're the glue



Drop this flattened blossom in an envelope

And send it to you



To fight this

The language

Barrier



Hey self-murderous

Too much love has clogged the world

It's all dirt and flesh

Digging through to find a pearl



Pluck it and seal it in a pouch now

Dispatch it to you



Oh the lips they taste like freebase

And the joints of freebase too

Meanwhile i'm inland with saint russell

Sniffing airplane glue

I hope somebody loves me

When all of this is through