doomsday

The pursuit of something sweet

The pursuit of something good for me

Seems to lead me down the road

Of things that aren't at all exciting

Am I doomed to be, adrenaline junky?

Walk the tightrope from the Believe It or Not books

Cause I only feel safe, when we're not speaking

And you're just holding me so close

With just a hint of malice

If not all-around indifference

I'm the moon and you're a non-believer

In the body that just orbits you

And the impact that it has on you

Confide to tides and other simple science

I want you to crash into me like a shitty doomsday movie

I want to be reduced to a crater