Smoking Mistletoe You've got me riled up/ These emotions pile up/ And I am stuffed/ Back down into a vial of/ Stifled love/ It's a virus from/ My early days as a child from/ The land of brightness cut/ In half by silent runs/ To you and slicing hugs/ I am stuffed/ With drying crumbs/ Sliding from/ The dying blood/ Spurting from the heart of this vile crutch/ You've become to me/ Slumbering/ In the eye of such/ A beholder, denying what/ I've earned begrudgingly/ Through all this suffering/ You come to me/ So lovingly/ Only to say were nothing, please/ Be done with me/ I'm shuddering/ As I'm shutting these/ Broken windows/ So the hopeless widow/ Cant choke and elope/ With me again, my soul is brittle/ And I mostly feel so/ Lonesome, with those/ Empty promises a joke, a riddle/ I cant expose or lift so/ I'm frozen stiff close/ The doors because the moment's ripped, go/ I'm only gripped so/ Ti...