50 Foot Wave Broken Sugar
It's not punishing or fragile
It's just running withdrawal
Roll down the window
Roll down Esplanade
I still wear your shock collar
That lightning
A lightening
An enlightening spin
Cut the living slack
You'd scare the living shit out of a porcelain doll
And speak ill of the dead
Your uncanny ability to remain unseen is killing me
I know this better day with my saturated clay
Broken sugar
Broken sugar
You begin to question kings
Eyes like searchlights spinning
You pull me in night swimming
Night after night after night
If I drown this is how
