Justifying

so now you've found your arms
in a drawer whose newfound vacancy is shortlived
as you replace the steel with your sensibilty
aw, but what did you really think?
whose arms were at your side?

it's just a picture to hiss and spit at
it's just a picture to kiss and take back
it's just a recommendation

and now it found your white russian plans
tucked in a beach between the water and the sand
a stolen napkin written: "snow is only a summer away"
a stolen breath that might turn the beast away
a kamikaze with second thoughts

it's just a picture to hiss and spit at
it's just a classic alpha fever grab-ass