let all our joys be monogrammed
and all our pool toys inflated
and every check post dated
there are mouths that need to be zipped
love in life you have to be equipped
stainless is the sky
I am so bored my heart dies
someone needs to oil the gun
this guy speaking is anything but fun
beneath the unreliable hill
I wish to stand to be killed
I would even rather dive in the coldest river
watch my lips turn blue and quiver
who the heck gave this man a microphone
lord god please throw him off the thrown
this sermon feels so long
its more than I can bare
I rather watch the silver grow out of my hair
some where people are having fun
wading in the pool until the day is done
whats sad is I can see the beauty in everyone
I just cant see it in me