I want to always be on film

To be caught in the cut, coffee sober

Ding-di-ding-di-ding-ding boom boom boulder

Unscratched lenses, of a brand new prescription

Drawing days from a stacked deck of cards and doing... doing

I should cut down my caloric intake

I should go to sleep hungry and wake up with my guts knotted up

And ears open like a burnt down hut

I want my mouth to always taste the blade

But I want, but I want, but ohhhhhh

I want to kiss like taffy

Hump gentle on a bed of nails and

Feel salt to widen eyes like a cut up clam's tongue does

I want to dump early on and be empty the rest

I want a patch of blue sky to follow me

Unfold an origami death mask

And cut my DNA with rubber traits

Pull apart the double helix like a wishbone

Always be working on a suicide note

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone long

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone longer

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone longer

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone

Productive, fully charged, cocked, and pointed

Keep a tape recorder on my bedside table

Sweats, only the pants that fit the best, no belts, no cuffs

Walked home yet loose keep heel dies blue to a ten

Watch a fly hit a pane of glass till it gets real bony

His stomach swells up and he dies

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone long

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone longer

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone longer

I don't want to

When I feel like I could've gone

Cut