Tactical Terry -

I heard through your bed

A taste of life that’s in my head

Will I pick up?

Will this pick up?

Pretend

Pretend Friends

I offer organs

I know you’ll return them

Seen and chosen over

Ammended Memory of the takes

A pool of light across my face

That’s this place

That’s it

If I look

One Second at a time

I feel fine

I am fine

I expect

The

Gravity of this attempt

To pull you all into my vantage

Can I have your attention please?

Just a taste should get me by

Pretend

Pretend Friends

You have my organs

Though they belong to others

The trade begins again

Craving every faceless gaze

A Glimpse of how I should behave

Act this way

That’s iiiiiiiit

If I look

One Second at a time

I feel fine

I am fine

I expect

The

Gravity of this attempt

To pull you all into my vantage

Can I have your attention please

Just a taste helps me survive

Can I spot the light that you’re seeking

The spark that keeps this place alive

Can I be the one who holds it

Change myself to suit it’s shade

We’ll burn brightly together and then

Your eyes will behold us again