6/27/10

subwoman

i wish i could stop dreaming of you
you're so irrelevant and so in my subconscious
subterranean girl, not super, what am i, on glue?
mostly sub, but i remember those dreams, so often

i wish i could stop dreaming of you
i wish i could get with someone new
like most people do, instead of huffing glue
and communing with delirium

but i have no job, and a drug problem
deep down i don't think i deserve a woman to love me
excepting an unterfrau for an untermensch

this isn't how i meant to live - dry and sterile
monastic music worship
i'm getting things done, in some hollow sense
but rock n roll is bogus, right kg?

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