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Tonight i&#39;m in the mood for some unscheduled affection
spontaneous #39;m playing with my fire inside
burning my inner child blackened his skin to the tint of his sweatshirt
&quot; you play with the big boys, you get hurt&quot;
i used to suck my thumb while rubbing silk blankets across my cheek
until my mom denied me access. i bawled for weeks
we don&#39;t speak to this day. i came to terms with my fear and loathing
now i wear this it&#39;s an extra layer of old skin
afraid to the years that i&#39;ve had it
found abandoned on the stairs to the attic
collecting runaway skin memories
it&#39;s been to hell and back, dragged through the dirt and even worn by enemies
born in the 70&#39;s of the 20th century
making that distinction is for future case y&#39;all remember me
and my genesis. what&#39;s most important is to remember this
women and men are pissed. when they kiss they exchange spit that is venomous
most of it is affection-less and the affects of this has us quick to clench a fist
don&#39;t get fancy with your paintbrush when you reminisce
I&#39;m sentimental and i miss what used to be close to me
or maybe i&#39;ve just got ocd and i can&#39;t break my old routines
hopefully i reconcile with my lies inside from head to toes
instead of symbolizing with outside
Cut out the middle
But my woobie is in
I&#39;m feeling like a kid again.
&quot;it protected me from the wind, sea and sand
sanity was saved from the crazy cemetery walks
and every awkward moment spent talking with the boogie man
unconditional comfort. as i&#39;ve come to
the monsters are under my bed
the monsters are under my bed ;
Dedicated to the memory of my black sweatshirt

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