hot knifer

oh man i already don't have much left in here, lone gram laying by the phone, box my thought to veer, glow red blossom into flame, further in the night, you've been gone way too long, i don't mind, hash and smoky trails are leading into sighs, hot knives, golden lines are fading way your eyes, i've been blowing o's as you don't know my name, and i'll keep burning this way, pop can, flow in pink perfume, drip in sugar sky, oh damn, she's already done, and i'm still asking why, time's been floating by in droves, hiding dark in tides, you've been gone way too long, i don't mind, hash and smoky trails are leading into sighs, hot knives, golden lines are fading way your eyes, i've been blowing o's as you don't know my name, and i'll keep burning this way