Chauchat Healthy
Parading down the low-lit halls
The whole garden’s on fire
The shovel’s been buried
But I’m still in bed distracting cares I had
We crowd around an ambulance
Trying to catch a glimpse of a corpse
My overbite is killing me
It’s meant to show I hate, but my jaw refuses to close
It’s all about fighting off
These sections of life I don’t want to touch
And then you castrate my vocal chords
For my disembodied voice but I failed again, girl
We used a jumprope as a noose
And skip over it twice a day
Kick out the chair for me
It’s gymnastics like potted plants
And each leaf is soaked in ink
Reconciliation
It’s all become so clear
We’ll chainsmoke until we’re both blind
It’s all about fighting off
These sections of life I don’t want to touch
And then you calibrate a tape machine
For my disembodied voice but I failed again, girl
