You depend on sun-kissed dew
to get you through, the night
you depend on those little drops
to get you through life
too bad those drops, are running down
something you just cant stop
one day you're just going to drown
havent you heard
you aren't supposed to have an intimate
relationship with your councelor
your liquid therapist
the one who washes it all away
with just one kiss
the one who is running through your veins
the only thing keeping you alive
as your body decays
but you just let it run on through your body
this poison you suck out of him
is more dangerous than your cancer ever was
just because you dont always have a handle,
doesnt mean you need to go get buzzed.