Fall out of bed and she's sinking there
With all a sorry child can bear
The smoking gun she tried to hide
The need to read your eyes
Spill out the magnetic death cake clothes
Attracting the vampire that I suppose
Believed in you gently but now I run
From every intention that came undone
And it's unreal. I tell the story.
But by and large, they'll see what I see
It's not the way that you shine me up
But it's ok. They're coming for you.
And we'll all laugh it up, because you're a joke
I'm looking out. "There is no one inside"
I shout from the bottom of the valley of the slobs