My voice is sick
And hands are slowly .
You walking down my street every Thursday .
I can t not call you
U can t read mind ,
What are stupid humans life?
Disaster holding us apart
The window, parents , ur horny eyes .
I want to touch your curly hair ,
Hold closer to my fucking head
Where all go crazy , my messy thoughts
My body grows . When s next to yours .
When sun goes down I die away
I till I hear you steps my way .
The whole world sleeps , and people dreaming .
The only us are thirsty drinking .
Awake until the sun arise,
I m yours , and Thursday is forever ours .