helvetica standard

i am only thinking of you and it aches, and i wouldn't like the turn it takes

whatever the birds may call you whatever adjectives spontaneously spring up

you're a rehash

helvetica

you're my favorite princess.
the one i care to save the one i care to objectify
on a pedestal you shine
i drew you as if you were mine
but you're farther and farther away from me
and i will burn you
down

you never were player two.

been waiting for this, waiting for nothing

and then it happens, and then it's nothing

and then the struggle - i ain't no savior

i'm just a rip-off

throwing myself off

turning it all off

i am only thinking of you (i'm working)

it aches, wouldn't like the (turn it) takes

whichever bird says about you whatever spring has brought to you

i float out of it, while you're being at it, you're being a hit, you're being it

you

is being it

Indolent

nani the fuck man  i'm dead  away
roll the next spliff man    yeah man
dress as a cat yeah  climb up  the stars
such fun in this 3D world ay
such  fun

still think about her  meh
i'd rather     won't
what's healthy what's lefty
real friends,  now
then

it's a desert or a  forest
i  can't be waiting for someone
a divine beast to be restored...
in my room  cheap   drinking
smoking  drugs and playing  games

sharing is enough (worlds colliding incessantly)

now, say you don't care about me

say that you won't look at me

won't bulge torso at you

won't pass on the fact, it is all about you

now, i won't mistake my desire for you

with my love and respect for you

you made your choice and went that direction

from this side from my side i'll be proud to love

waiting for a chord to hit, me, hard beneath the head

it's so funny how life gives you what you need

i will keep advancing, there's nothing to redo

but i'll keep looking at you, just as i do, all of you

all of you i love

nobody to love

everything changes in the now

now is where we be

share something with me

it's enough to be

HOLIDAYS/A PORTRAIT OF YOU

DRINKING BEER AND SMOKING WEED AT MY PARENTS
WORKING TOWARDS WORKING TOWARDS YOUR PORTRAIT

I'M EMBARRASSED AT DRAWING YOUR FACE
DISCONCERTED TO ESTABLISH THAT AFFINITY

IT'S 420 IN MY HEAD
420° TURN AT HOW I LOOK AT YOU
4:20 HOURS OF VIDEOGAME BLISS SOUNDS

RELATIONSHIPS CAN SURE BE WEIRD
HAIR LOOK BLUER AND YOU END BLURRED
I ADMIT I'M SCARED OF
TOUCHING YOU!

IS IT MY PLACE TO DO SO?

HOW COULD I INTERROGATE THE PICTURE YOU GAVE ME
WHEN IT'S IN FACT THE ONE YOU GAVE ME
AND ALL I HAVE TO WORK THROUGH
IS A REPRESENTATION OF YOU

slushy

dude likes to notice when i act sad
well you seemed to have a disappointing evening
noticed your girl earlier
don't care to speak either

oh her friend was walking looking kinda lost
it's a game we all lost

lalalalala who's looking for a host?
soon we'll all turn into ghosts
final temple is a frost

would care so much for anyone to crush
a crush turns into care but ends up crushed

Blanc Vert

je comprends putain de rien je comprends je comprends rien

j'ai pas d'informations sur la situation je comprends rien

je crois plus rien

j'arrête d'inventer des faits pour combler les blancs

le banc a comblé ton blanc je suis laissé blanc avec un D

en anglais

parle parle-moi parle parle parle-moi

parle-moi salope dis-moi putain tu penses quoi

ça doit vous faire rire ou vous êtes encore plus cons

tout le monde adore les jeux surtout jouer avec un con

je crois plus rien

arrête de m'inviter aux faits j'ai capté je me suis mangé les dents

encore une raison de ramasser et de me faire péter

sans laisser de blanc

le système nerveux sexuel de dieu

existe-t-il une banque du sperme fictive
qui récolte et regroupe tous les éjaculats versés pour quelqu'un
sur un compte à son nom
par de généreux donateurs, anonymes ou non

on pourrait avoir une charte
des pensées du désir dirigées
vers l'image collective fantasmée
que tu renvoies à la société

un système sans compétition,
où tu récoltes ce que tu sèmes
où l'amour finit dans des boîtes de petri et des tubes à essai
tous connectés, au système nerveux sexuel de dieu