🎏 IF THE TIME EVER COMES WHERE YOU HAVE TO CROSS THAT LINE

[yashin]

KOI BOY

MAY I HOLD YOUR HAND?
I'M THE KOI
BOY.
RIGHT BESIDE YOU, I STAND
YOUR KOI
BOY.

DRESS DOWN

DRESS DOWN
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FOR BUDDY

[ INSTRUMENTAL ]

GIMME LOVE

LOOK INTO YOUR HEART, AND LET ME KNOW -
DO THINGS TURN BLACK AND GREY AS THEY GO?
WHEN I'M FAR TOO GONE, CAN YOU SHOW ME LOVE?
GIVE ME LOVE.

LOLLIPOP

NOW TAKE A LOOK AT A BOY LIKE ME,
NEVER STOOD ON MY OWN TWO FEET
NOW IM BLUE AS I CAN BE
OH, LOVE, COME GET ME DOWN.

FRIDAY NIGHT GURUS

I BELIEVE
IN ALL
YOUR FANTASIES,
AS SILLY AS THEY SEEM.

LOVER BOY

LOVE IS JUST A CAUTIONARY,
MOMENTARY,
REACTIONARY
LIE.

FRIDAY NIGHT

I'M READY TO GO TONIGHT,
THERE'S A PARTY, ALRIGHT
WE DON'T NEED A REASON FOR JOY,
OH YEAH!

I'LL BELIEVE IN ANYTHING

AND I COULD GIVE YOU MY
APOLOGIES
BY HANDING OVER ALL THE OLIVE
TREES

SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK

USED
TO BE
THE ONE
TO HOLD YOU
WHEN YOU FALL.

IF EVERYTHING WAS GOOD

IF EVERYTHING
WAS GOOD,
THEN YOU WOULD
FEEL ALIVE.

FAILURE

I CAN'T EVEN
ELEGANTLY
BLEED
OUT THE POISON
BLOOD
OF FAILURE.

UNSATISFIED LOVE

YOU
YOU LEFT ME ON MY OWN.
I SAW YOU
YOU WAVED
AND THEN YOU'RE GONE.

I DON'T WANT TO HEAR HOW YOU'VE BEEN.

FOR WHO'S SAKE?

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I DON'T WANNA BE FUNNY ANYMORE

I DON'T WANT THE JOKE TO BE ON ME.
YEAH, I'LL BUY THE CLOTHES
AND I'LL BE THE BEST DRESSED.
YEAH, I'LL READ THE BOOKS
AND I'LL BE THE SMARTEST.

BE SOMEONE FOREVER

I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE'RE GOING TO
WITH THESE EYES ON ME, AND THESE EYES ON YOU.
MAKE BELIEVE THERE'S A POINT OF VIEW,
THAT YOU NEVER LOSE WHEN THEY COME FOR YOU.

HOW TO NEVER STOP BEING SAD

ALWAYS TALK DOWN ON YOURSELF, WHEREVER POSSIBLE.
"MY LIFE IS SHIT BECAUSE I DESERVE IT, RIGHT?"
YOU MUST HAVE DONE SOMETHING REALLY BAD.

IT'S NEARLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO CRY NOW.

BALLAD OF A PRODIGAL SON

FATHER, DON'T YOU RECOGNIZE YOUR OWN KIN?
IT'S BEEN A LIFETIME, OR MAYBE TWO.
MY HAIR IS LONGER, AND MY FACE DRAWN THIN
FROM YEARS OF SEARCHING FOR THE TRUTH.

DEAR SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF HUNGRY GHOSTS

NOW WE'LL SAY
"IT'S IN GOD'S HANDS,"
BUT GOD DOESN'T ALWAYS MAKE THE BEST GODDAMN PLANS,
DOES HE?

FEBRUARY 15th

THE BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH HAVE DIED.
NOW THERE'S LOWLY CATERPILLARS
THAT ARE WAITING FOR THE NIGHT TO STRIKE,
AND THEY'VE BEEN DYING TO ESCAPE.
THE PIT OF MY STOMACH'S A REALLY DARK FUCKING PLACE.

BLOODY SHIRT

GET OUT, AND GET GONE.
THIS TOWN IS ONLY GONNA GET WORSE.
GET OUT, AND GET GONE.
THIS TOWN IS ONLY GONNA EAT YOU.

THE PAST IS A GROTESQUE ANIMAL

I'M FLUNKING OUT, I'M FLUNKING OUT
I'M GONE, I'M JUST GONE.
BUT AT LEAST I AUTHOR MY OWN DISASTER.
AT LEAST I AUTHOR MY OWN DISASTER.

THEN I'LL CROSS IT WITH YOU.

by killthecake