Traffic Haze Testo

this brain is a buzzing beehiveswarming thought infestation
my muscles pulse and burn alive
tonight they crave sensation
and when the night finally falls
she'll wrap her arms around me
when i drop into the sea
let me rise in glory
i'm one in the glow of the rising sun
across these walls are my loathing scrawls
i hear the water underneath the bridge
this day was a slanting misfire
selfish infatuation
all my lovers live on pages
it leaves me lonely, reading
and from this perch i am a god
the river speaks to me
one final step and i will fly
into that waiting darkness
i'm one in the glow of the rising sun
across these walls are my loathing scrawls
i hear the water underneath the bridge
so i glide blindly through these streets
and i can hear the traffic haze
yeah, maybe i've had better days