• Leap asleep into far off galaxies of waking dreams
    Don’t cry just try to slide down insubstantial moonbeams
    Getting mad at fate for being late won’t cause it to keep the next date
    Ignore destiny its plea, “This is how we’re meant to be we’re soul mates”
    Six inch heels five calorie meals you’re convinced her now she’s beautiful
    Gauntly thin barely bones and skin but its okay she’s beautiful
    She had a brain now it’s a shame it’s been wasted away
    Behind vapid eyes imaginary alibis but she’s told its all okay
    She’s just a smile without an ounce of guile while her piece moves down the board
    It’s not her greed she’s got no more need to say another word
    They say it’s platonic to her it’s atomic but she’s been taught not to ask for more
    She lines up with a knife to feel alive from human to six figure whore