Spitefully repressing sad boy tendencies of a heartbreak
Where'd you go?
Another Love, long lasting after I began to Fall Into You and your poetic currents,
waving me in.
Reluctantly, I followed, allowing myself to get whiplash with
your Lightspeed changes in vocal fluctuations
and confidential instrumentals during the Evening in Summer.
"You fucking got to be Kidding Me"
We were just about to Get Down with our backs Against the Bottom of the Bottle.
Fullest throttle, throwin' melodic Shreds, mixed into our own Scar Gardens.
Ima tell you, both my feet are Planted and hope that the fact that you Won't Answer, isn't Irreversible.
~Tina Meeks
