hailhorror:

Dan Andriano in the Emergency Room - From This Oil Can

“Well see, a long time ago, I didn’t care so much. I kinda hated myself so much. I watched my head just fly away out to a place where the sun doesn’t shine so much. I loved my bed so much, ‘cause while I’d sleep, I’d seem okay. I’d almost seem okay.

And I lost my life on the first try, but you found it miles down the line, the swollen face with all these names. And then you kissed the taste back into my tongue, sucked the smoke out of my lungs, and then we slept for days and days.

Now from this oil can, somehow there grows an orchid. And all your leaves were burning ashes, they will die in the sunlight.

Well, a long time ago, I didn’t care too much, but I loved to drink so much. I let my heart just float away out to a place where, the songs, they don’t mean so much. I could not feel your touch, could not feel anything but pain.

But now from this oil can, somehow there grows an orchid. And all your leaves were burning ashes, they will die in the sunlight.”