🦌 BROKEN SHOWER THOUGHTS🦌 I left myself staring in the shower again, I don't need help, I'm not there man, I'm off wandering... Outta my head! If an irresistible force meets an immovable object, what happens? Where does a thought go when it's forgotten? If the universe is everything, then what is it sitting in? Can god create a rock he cannot lift? Just too many questions exist, Broken shower thoughts have me glitched! Floating through my day, A stoned balloon with a hemp string, Each room I drift into, Is just looking to feel your name. All these broken shower thoughts, Keep crawling outta the steam, How can I keep running, When the questions are in me?... Hovering to the bedroom, Where we built trust, just us two... Undulating to the back patio, Old summer late nights talking in ambience of a radio... (But then you couldn't take it no more.) (No more... no more... nooo more.) I'm back at my shower head, Going over that last cry we had, I don't wanna talk, the words are jammed, They can only come out when I'm thinking them! Why was there a limit on always and forever? Why were we good enough to fuck, but not be together? How is me busted and tossed - your version of better? Was I really your return to sender? Too many questions beat on me, Beat me until I'm floating, Broken shower thoughts keep me choking... Doesn't matter how many showers I've had, Just can't lather you outta my head, Ya walked out my door without a mention, But stacked me ceiling to floor, with all your questions... With all your questions... With all your questions... Ya could've least mentioned... You'd leave me with all those questions... "You know what?... fuck you then..."
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