Cut the stars out of your eyes make a kaleidoscope Bleed into your last gla** bottle of coke Fill it with your least favorite sixth grade hope Bury it with and in you and just let go You think im peter pan you can touch the sky Reindeer dust and you trust my eyes Nothing makes sense i can feel you sigh When my lungs fill up with the soda you cried When i f** you it's nothing when i f** you its nothing When you f** me i hate it when you f** me i hate it Like the boy on your computer screen i am cumming And you watch it thru your camera lens masturbating Nothing is nothing still but anything is nothing too And it's easily morphing into something i could do Something to get myself easily away into Your head like youre dead like you bled everything blue Everything blew so i got rid of that too I preferred it to something but nothing overruled Like drowning in the pool of your old highschool At 2 in the morning just the way you dreamed of gene pools