so i had a feeling

velvet sidewalks, and i can finally sleep again
along side the east river with my boots on

borrowed beer and too cool evening
the sun will take the taste buds from your ever wagging tongue

freight rust and ruin
the dead skin reminds me
there's so many things i can't share with you

i just had an enema
the tooth paste like ky made way for an interview of televised proportions

can i lay here tonight and be warm on my own

i use to belong to myself as it were

just take this hand
its covered in blood and asking everyone to dance
i wanna feel your bite in my eyelids