Saint Michel from Black & Blonde by Baggypantsrich

Drink too much. Drink enough to have a good time.
Linking up with someone to touch. Be my chime.
Wasting you wasting me is what I need.
Loving you loving me is my plea.

We did feed on corporal seed for a night.
Painting you with painted leaves in the light.
Hearts of fire in the choir of your love.
It's your voice – it's your choice to sing to me.

No career, no more beer, just a walk.
Walk me home. Get some dome. Sidewalk chalk
On my face. Change my race to be with you.
I don't care. I'll cut my hair to find what's true.

A month too soon. A month too late to get back home.
Rushin' back. Rush roulette. Russian tome.
I've given up all my words to be with you.
I've given up a second tongue 'cuz nothing's new.

Tu m'exclus!
Non! Écoute-moi! Tu ne piges pas.
Je te parle et tu t'en fous de moi.
Au soleil, je lève les bras pour lui dire
Que je suis tout prête à mourir.
Oui, ce n'est que moi qui dit tout bas,
"À bas la superficie qui te rend aveugle."
J'ai le moral au plus bas.
Je pense en bla-bla.
C'est amour vache qui meugle.

• Rock
• bard
• glam folk
• Baltimore