Rebecca see the lights reflect the tiger in the panther's eye mirrorball the speakers spit in her mascara eyes one more feigning dusty day fights through the door magenta and molting and lost in the decor even the red stars know better even my drip drop blood knows better than you blue sky Britney Spears girl flowing through the door she's supressing her delight trapped in the drownpour
CAN I reside in the thatched-roof cottage beneath between perched on the edge of your sharp shark teeth? with a SMILE and a NOD and some blue eyeshadow maybe green you could overcome me. still, like a BITCH, that insatiable itch, leads you DOWN and around and it binds me still. a FIRE and a rod and a mortal and a god and an orange and a peel ONLY ONE OF US IS REAL.
even the red stars know better even my drip drop blood knows better than you angels bake the devils' cake with honey, don't you breathe she is lost but she is free and punching from the sheath <--- back * home * listen * next --->