The whine of a mind spinning in place; only smoke
Pollutes
I drew breath as shallow as my loyalty
Made sure that I kept a quick out
Your love rang around in circles
I wanted to cut it down the middle
A song on its last note, so loud we all turned you down during the off times
You were always 1 and 3
Now I'm trading 4's with the jack of preserving manic rapture
The best parts pass and we just put them to tape
Even your favorite record gets old
We just hum along, alone