Bring Me Back to Life-
Oxygen is Love.
Love is Oxygen.
Fifth dimension and the shrooms. No one watching over me besides myself. I see an nervous innocent human body standing alone and zoned out. The Devil in me laughing at this bastard. I see this lowlife wants to give up, he ain’t never felt love the way he gave it. He craves it.
The shrooms at 2am... The Weekend, Wicked Games starts the tempo of his soul. The shame of himself being too good, that good guy to everyone, he know he needs confidence in himself. He watches the Demons and Goblins dancing for him; let the sins begin.
The shrooms at 4am...
with the feeling of a hundreds rounds, shot after shot. He wants to forget it all. I am controlling his Conscience, I am his fifth dimension.
He doesn’t want to breathe anymore, Oxygen is Love and Love is Oxygen. But now here comes the Oxy.
He feels the House of Balloons and Glass Table Girls. Sins tasting sweet, the best hand made lemonade. Two women in his bed using all his toys. Fifty Shades of Grey and Darker, returns. Mind trips and he sees the world upside down and all these women are cartoons.
Ass and titties ten times bigger as he rips off her tank top and licks her nipple rings.
Sex all in that bathroom.
The adrenaline is the only thing keeping his body standing.
Thoughts as he fucks her soul to Hell and he begins to rampage all because his past.
She is bent over and he hears those women in his room scream as they climax again. But he hears himself scream, wanting to be saved and be loved. Nothing but only used. Knows so much, intelligent and wise but still always confused on why he’s always being used. The sorrow tears start fall on her ass and it drips on his dick. She thinks he spit and smack her ass for him. That smack brought out his aggressions and decided to turn around and push her head against the wall. She doesn’t care, the shrooms have her body numb. Each time she moans and he hits her soft spot for her climax; He visualizes his grave one feet deeper each time. She can’t breathe anymore and chokes him, wanting him not to stop. She squirts and pushes him off... And sucks his nut out, right as he nuts in her mouth, he falls out and starts the seizure!
The OD in sin city.
Oxygen is Love.
Love is Oxygen.
“The Mind of Lorenzo”
2 hours later...
Doesn’t remember where he is at... can’t really move and dozes back off.
A text message wakes him back up and it said “I miss you Tre, are you ok now? I know you told me, told us, about this time of year and how you need some alone time but... I’m just thinkin about you, hope you feel better soon.”
Oxygen is Love.
Love is Oxygen.