You can't help who you love
They hold up the sky while we piss down below
They love us in their emptiness their sorrow
They love us even if they've nowhere to go
You can't help who you love
the ones who suffer in their empty hearts
who salvage inside your depressed and calloused soul
still loving empty lonely hair pulling girl
you can't help who you love
Tonight I'm going to find some lesbians
Tonight I'm going to find the ladies
Eating babies in Los Angeles
You can't help who you love
the water is falling from above
the sky is ripping apart in pieces
he's sitting on his carcass
He can't help me, he can't help who he loves.
Somedays love turns to love
in love and dripping blood
Somedays all you need is a hug
Most days love is too much of a drug
Isolation and despair take hold
the lonely cloudy days I can no longer take
empty as the day is long the night is dark
and my world is falling apart
There is too much time and life is too fucking long
You can't help who you love
It's a fucking shame and it's getting fucking old.
I'm so tired of this rigmarole.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
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