Boyfriends - Papier Mache

The daily soliloquy's cracking the whip at me
Braced for emergency, cursed with the urgency
Games are sustaining me awfully precariously
The lesson's that victory's never truly complete

You've scrawled in the paper of your feeble hands
A nightmare of rain to make your inky blood run
You're useless to hold her in between your sides
Your two brains are gnashing and they'll tear you apart

You swallowed your eyes after you promised me
That once you stopped seeing it you could start listening
And trace out my shadow with a silver tine

I am not afraid of papier-mache
I'm no motorcade I'll lead you astray
My face is a shade of empty ashtrays
So what do you say? or are you afraid of rain?

The light of a memory's frightened the bats away
A window and not a screen second floor of our place
I am the only one doesn't know how to smile
But I've been around since then

Written by:
Cas Kaplan

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