The words fire out of your mouth Crooked teeth surround a black tongue Before we've even begun, everything has gone south You're naΓ―ve and too old to justify it with being young Verbal bombasts, speech like the desert sun Scorching my Earth and killing all my fun
Put my bliss permanently to death A ****-eating grin vice-gripping your face To you what is worse is always what is best My disillusionment descending in a mist-like haze Getting harder to breathe in this rapidly shrinking space The Universe expands but insistently neglects this sad and sorry place