You are distraction

Like pictures on the wall

I don't like eyes

You are attraction

It gets to be routine

You're up I'm down

She's got claws

But the factory knows

We're dreams in cold storage

We could dance the night away

You say you love me

Maybe you do

A patience I can't steal

I don't believe you

You said 'straight'

It's like giving up hope

Here on the ground

On the floor

Screaming nothing at all

Here on the ground

Like some whore

Looking down on you all

Too much advice. I'm not sure.

Laughing hyenas

With pens for charms

You'll just suck in the boys

We have to leave soon

Shut the door

This house is far too cold

She's got claws

But the factory knows

We're dreams in cold storage

We could dance the night away