Animals

I can’t run with the animals
Smeared and reeking when I get home
Fingers sticky despite my woes
Where am I bleeding from?
Where am I bleeding from?
Where am I bleeding from?

I can’t think under such duress
So I sink my teeth into happiness
Now there’s a tear in your wedding dress
If I’m lonely I’m doing it wrong

Affable as our reasons why
All my plans find their place to die
Where have me demons gone?
They weren’t there when I got home
Only things I still own

Great goddamn… we’re closer than we thought
Gravity’s got the balls for a grandiose discard
One chance to break phenomenal
We ain’t got very long until our crowns are made of stars

-Trevor Dion Nicholas

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