satin stars seeing you and making it work
work work NOTHING
ill give you my back and you can use it as youd like
perfect misery i see in you and when you saw that in me it was a bit different
we will change gears if we must, enough same speed breezing fearlessly through downtown middle of nowhere in the desert with the west the direct point that you are standing at
enough easts with cold rains and a bit of the same punch in the face
midnight abusers and also every day offenders sticking their hands down your throat to get at a piece of your beauty
you havent really grown up until now
before you were permenantly sixteen and playing house, that fucked up game of want want want
so square two back to it
itchy hearts and men kicking in your back door with the flames licking your shoulder blades
they toss you over their shoulder and wisk you away to better places
quieter places with empty shelves and odd refrigerator contents
where its a bit smaller and nicer
where you can feel your self feeling itself.