dark, smoke-filled room
colored lights
digital deluxe
trying to fill that hole

radar love and bad blood
tube socks, multicolored
amazed at the sight
of your own tongue

scarves billowing 
warm, leathery perfume
we know we're not
in an audrey hepburn movie

headache that's not even there
paint peeling off the walls
smell of sweat
and loneliness

ink-stained hands of a poet
these fragile pieces 
broken glass and paper flowers
throat so dry

the music makes you cry
sipping something you arent sure
what it is anymore
breathing air long-stale

do you know which end is up
the light at the end of the tunnel
went out a long time ago
do you remember when it all went downhill?

spinning room
circles and flowers
wall tile moving, sliding
into the floor

trying to crawl into something
you cannot see or hear
you can only taste and feel
heavy metal and gravel dust

bleeding lips, chapped, unkissed
you're on top of the world
"for a little while"
dont cry when you fall