3One pill crushes you against shooting stars
One pill drops you to the sand like dissolving nightmares
& the bridge under which I stand is
Pulling my body apart in its sublime violence.
'Beautiful…beautiful girl'
He whispers as I melt into the backseat of his car
Unfamiliar lips undressing my skin as I
Push his money into the pocket of my longing
& the stream from hell smells like burnt rubber
And tears tap dance across my face and drown my journey
Like a paralyzed sea of no turning back
No turning back, lovely.
One pill grips your heart like passionate steel
One pill shoves you into the womb of blistered euphoria
& the way I'm sweeping star dust into the palm of my hand
I can almost pretend to remember better times.