I used to be a vase You used to have a young face And he used to use me And she used to see clearly.
Smashed Squished Newborn wrinkles cry. Young But old enough to know To say no. Fade out of life Fade into death The cinematography isn't right Choppy transitions, patchy light, Shade and sugar. Yes, drug her.
I used to be a vase Wrapped in paper, just in case.