i took one last look at the campus the whole place was all smoke and vomit yeah from there I could see my whole world before me but where the fuck oh where the fuck where you cause somewhere in the back of my head you know i got such a good feeling let the nightlight in, inhale the cheap shit ponder life and start making out when you walk through the fire i’ll walk with you if you don’t know what to say you make yourself the truth burn the corpses of the people we once were all it takes is a spark sweet love cause at the bottom of your heart you know it’s alright you’re a cosmonaut seeing earth for the last time if there’s nothing out there, let’s rock foxy mama sing a song, bite your lips, and spit blood at the camera it’s a small small world from the top of the parking deck but a broken heart could break it wide open yeah a broken heart could make you drop out get a full time job, make just enough money to pay your bills and neglect your art join a band and get all broke yeah you feel real sad and start making out it’s rock n roll, motherfucker, this is real love you gotta open your heart if you want this to work you know i’ll show you mine if you’ll show me yours if there’s nothing inside let’s rock foxy mama sing a song take the hit and spit blood at the camera if you’ve got something to say don’t worry about it coming out the right way just spit it out while we’re still young maybe tonight you might dye your hair maybe get a new tattoo or maybe you’ll jump from a fucking building or go downtown and pierce your nose but if you want this thing to work you gotta open up your heart you gotta open up your heart you gotta open up your heart you gotta open up your heart you gotta open up your heart you gotta open up your heart open your heart and spit blood at the camera

i slipped to heaven in the drunken fall i was withdrawing in your arms never judge you for the choices you make never judge me for what i want and you know what they say: certain hours, nothing good happens you get kinda nihilistic when you cum i think it’s real funny but i know you don’t so when i tell a joke darling will you laugh with me have you heard the one about the fuckhead deluxe the nights when i wondered if love songs were enough i told you how the weight holds me down i can’t sit quiet alone with myself you said, “dude you gotta chill the fuck out no one sits quiet alone by themselves” so i remember all my past lives and you turned the three of swords but if the world is ending in fifteen minutes then i will kiss you for fifteen minutes (cigarettes are fucking bullshit, i know) everything is everything is, and i everything is everything is, and i i keep paradise on my mind like every young romantic does and see you twitching next to me Underneath the bedsheets i’ll keep you somewhere i can find you honey keep me in your dreams and hold me close like i know the way hold me close like there is a way

baby, see how i been living velvet curtains on the windwos to keep the bright and unforgiving light from shining through baby, i remember all the things we did when we slept together in the blue behind your eyelids baby, sweet baby traced your scent through the gloom 'til i found these purple flowers i was spent, i was soon smelling you for hours lavender, lotus blossoms too water the dirt, flowers last for you baby, sweet baby tangerines and persimmons and sugarcane grapes and honeydew melon enough fit for a queen lemon trees don't make a sound til branches bend and fruit falls to the ground baby, sweet baby come to my world and witness the way things have changed cause i finally did it, baby i got out of la grange got in my mercury and drove out west pedal to the metal and my luck to the test baby, sweet baby i been tryin to enjoy all the fruits of my labor i been cryin for you darlin but truth is my savior baby, sweet baby if it's all the same take the glory any day over the fame baby, sweet baby

oh chloe don’t be crazy don’t come chasing after me you know you hardly gotta do anything at all For me to find more praises to sing yeah you know that you’re kind of perfect chloe you’re a peach i watched god herself dancin free inside you while you drifted off to sleep and you don’t need me you just need orgasms and weed i’m writing sad sad songs while you do your homework still learning to be happy but you come back around and so i’ll try to understand oh chloe when you hold me i know how lucky i really am oh chloe, it don’t bother me your love for lsd and tony hawk games yeah we played together for like three hours before i noticed that you were tripping and i’ll defend it with all i’ve got this humble life you got your eyes on sweet lovin on my bloody heart you just wish i wrote happier songs i know you don’t need me you just need peace and country romance and your resolve is so much stronger than the hands of any simple man but you keep me around and so i’ll try to understand oh chloe when you hold me, i know how fortunate i am so you get your degree a phd in being a sweetheart i’ll be waiting on the street with my big dumb lungs and a guitar and i’ll sing you a song make poems of the things you say oh yeah i’m gonna write you a love song darlin and the chorus will be your name oh chloe i don’t know the way, but i’ll keep your hand and if the sad part starts to play again i know you’ll understand

in the cosmic autumn dawn put an old rock record on the sun hits the trees in just such a way the whole world melts down and it turns gold hear your girlfriend sing along to an outlaw country song she laughs like a lion getting high for the first time it kid of starts to feel like home i’m not gonna go back to school this september gonna go out and find something new i’m an astronaut i’m a deep sea diver i am someone that i haven’t become yet i saw an old professor at the college garden last week i spoke for a minute to his wife and his kids he read drunkly from a plaque of moth facts but imagine i’m a soldier i’m a cowboy out in space and there’s a version of me living back home on earth having a panic attack on some shitty mall weed i am fighting for something else, sister not quite a war against the boredom the larva starts to realize he’s stuck in a cocoon and he wonders what’s coming and he hopes it comes soon cause by the springtime thaw i know the feeling could be gone i don’t wanna stop caring for the beauty all around me 2019 space cowboy forever