brompton cocktail from semantics by lovedoll

if i train my eyes to the stars that dart up high
i won’t know what’s puncturing my side
i can feel my body floating to the sky
go thru motions mixing chlorine with red wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine

haven’t anted into my to do list
and i can’t look since the last time it sneered
haven’t shown my face around the parts of my life i’ve disconnected
disconnected
disconnected

if i train my eyes to the stars that dart up high
i won’t know what’s puncturing my side
i can feel my body floating to the sky
go thru motions mixing chlorine with red wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine

can’t take another year of this
how many more lines on my face
have to form before i cross into space
disintegrate into star
i still pretend that i’m so far
each vice grabs hold of my
flesh and rips me apart

if i train my eyes to the stars that dart up high
i won’t know what’s puncturing my side
i can feel my body floating to the sky
go thru motions mixing chlorine with red wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine
drink the wine

• Rock
• Seattle