The drink is a trap
Your light kiss is a tease
You are not attractive
You are not attractive
I say to myself
I snap out of it
And snap back in again
Your body doesn’t do it for me
Your words don’t travel far
You look like you need a compliment
You seek them like a fish in a little tank
swimming to the surface for food
I pinch myself not to wake up but to
black out
My face is red
I know what’s happening
I may have lost control but I hover above
watching
My body does the talking and says the right things to the wrong person
Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 3:05 PM UTC
The drink is a trap
Your light kiss is a tease
You are not attractive
You are not attractive
I say to myself
I snap out of it
And snap back in again
Your body doesn’t do it for me
Your words don’t travel far
You look like you need a compliment
You seek them like a fish in a little tank
swimming to the surface for food
I pinch myself not to wake up but to
black out
My face is red
I know what’s happening
I may have lost control but I hover above
watching
My body does the talking and says the right things to the wrong person