Shake,
Shake me now, tell me I’m here
In this body, surrounded by love
Break,
Break the sounds so that I hear
Breathy nothings, or lack thereof
Hope, hope for cherry
Bombs blossoming
Hope for the end of wanting wanting
In the 4am glint off the window,
In the white noise hiding in my stereo,
In the tainted skin of my second home,
I want less less
Black,
Purple, pink are your eyelids
Starry specter from a dead bedroom
Mute,
Mute your speak so it’s candid
Blaring so bright, obfuscate the womb
Hope, hope for cherry
Bombs blossoming
Hope for the end of wanting wanting
I’m suspended in disconnect
(Less talk, less truth)
I’m suspended in disconnect
(Less calm, less couth)
In the 4am glint off the window,
In the white noise hiding in my stereo,
In the tainted skin of my second home,
I want less less
From the bar to the grave
From the holes you concave
Disconnect me, disconnect you
I don’t want to, I don’t want to
I’m suspended in disconnect
(Less talk, less truth)
I’m suspended in disconnect
(Less talk, less truth
Less calm, less couth)
In the 4am glint off the window,
In the white noise hiding in my stereo,
In the tainted skin of my second home,
I want less less