Slow Motion


Tell me I'm a joke

I want to feel your harsh words

As they burn the back of my throat

Make it all spin around in slow motion

Whatever it is you want

Just take it and leave me

I'm not able to care for it now

What makes you think I'm prepared for this?

Push me over the edge

Long I have been dangling

End is arriving sooner rather than later

So leave before I drag you down with me dear

Cancel our future

For I don't own one

And a joint account doesn't work

Collect your things and whatever owed

View spf's Full Portfolio