fractals are our friends

as the night begins to undress, post exchange i follow suit
i follow you
when weary you'll take a lung's breath, to self sustain i follow suit
i follow you
in glimmering light on liquor blistered lips
in blistering light and liquor sweated skin


you're just a tramp in sheep's clothing
and i've been held far too long

as the lines blur (in a sense), would you finally tell me the truth?
it's always been you
if hindsight were a wage to be spent, would mine choke at you? i would, to you
i am the noose

you're just a tramp in sheep's clothing
and i've been held far too long
far too long

pour in phase now
i'll show you the world in flames
pour in phase now
i know now i'm not the one it's for
pour in phase now
shake off that sympathy, it's not yours anyhow
pour in phase now
take off that plasti-cold, -this-is-my-world-

washed away by the rain

you're just a tramp in sheep's clothing
washed away by the rain