Never Enough

Some sleep is being awake instead
Being clawed at by strange men
Who don’t care if I live or die
As long as I can make them cum
Home is a place that you run away from

My legs were behind my head when we met, what did you expect?
Maybe it’s easier to be filled and then filled again than be full and content
Sure we could swim in gold flowers and waste every hour together, it's effortless
But I love you, for me, is a sorrow, you see, like a riverbed
You can’t argue with that

Believe me some things never get clean
We leave traces on everything
It's never enough so we keep searching
It's never enough so I keep searching