You turn me on the way old friends do.
You disappear and i would die to follow you.
And suck my blood, the way great lovers do.

But when we kiss i feel the disease, your hearts vacuum.
Blow her out like smoke, with a somatic cough.
She dissipates in the air, its over now when i exhale.
Crash my car. Ill stay down whatever you are.
You cripple me and i will crawl back in your jar.
I just breathe.