New York City Trucking - Orange Fraction
Now we're falling with the rainBursting onto statues onto stained glass
In the coldwater bath teenage melodies begin to swim
Voyeur angels peer in from a white sky overhead
Shivered haze in the air obscures eye contact it's dissipating now
You come to me to cut your anthems and you cut your hand
You were an open bottle of wine
Witches stole from us our rings in the dead of night
So dark we rely on touch alone
Morning comes slow and without out mercy
Painting us as we truly are
Choking on our pets forcing ourselves again
We are the green bottle class
We are the black paper embers
I am autodisease contra concrete the intra hunter
See him wading now alone in the currents of shimmering dark irreverent rivers
Bloods not listening in the slaughter of grey matter fences
Could you come back now I don't know how to live without you
Setting tables now for insects covering my hands
Dime purple dust
An hour later Palak's sister decided to run became a tin foil skull
I feigned an ear yet my nose was in skin magazines
Counting down arrest
Written by:
Mike Campbell
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