There's gonna come a day when you'll feel better
You'll rise up free and easy on that day
You'll rise up free and easy on that day
It takes all of 0.7 seconds for you to regret interrupting him, and not just because it would have been hilarious to watch him make out with the pool. He lunges at you and you step back, still very reluctant to touch the infected, a scowl on your scarred face. "Zeph," you snap back in correction, wondering who told this asshole your full name. As for what you're doing? Fuck if you know.
He's zinging around like a hel who's gotten a sip of vodka, ricocheting from place to place and moving pretty much nowhere at all. You watch it all with your frown steadily deepening, not bothering to hide your irritation. "Ay, I'm sure ya are," you grumble as the great fool doubles over giggling, as though he's made some genius joke.
You step forward and then stop, remembering that you don't want to touch him because who fucking knows where he's been. "Aite, cocksucker- I don' wanna fight ya, so let's head back nice an' easy, eh? It's too fuckin' hot for anythin' else."
He's zinging around like a hel who's gotten a sip of vodka, ricocheting from place to place and moving pretty much nowhere at all. You watch it all with your frown steadily deepening, not bothering to hide your irritation. "Ay, I'm sure ya are," you grumble as the great fool doubles over giggling, as though he's made some genius joke.
You step forward and then stop, remembering that you don't want to touch him because who fucking knows where he's been. "Aite, cocksucker- I don' wanna fight ya, so let's head back nice an' easy, eh? It's too fuckin' hot for anythin' else."
And float from branch to branch, lighter than the air
Just when that day is coming, who can say?
Just when that day is coming, who can say?
zephyr
