Decomposure - Readymade Lyrics
I knew all along...Readymade on a paper plate (food for thought is a good trade)Where neutral is a smiley face (or your face will freeze that way)with punctured heel, square under weight (swallowed by the creeping blank)old boss out, new boss is the same (sun may rise but will not stay)Saucers drawn back like a slingshotpast the silver trails across the sidewalktheir teal pits divided down to blue and green and white and blackEyes up eyes up eyes upno hardening shapes to be plucked from their danceabove my wet footstepsi’m gone i’m gone i’m gone, losing a pagepupils rummaging around in the back for green penscareful careful careful i cut out my heartinflating it with my last breath to set it freei fall i fall i fallit floats in the nightclimbing soft, growing a padded halo named colorscatting lone to beat back barbecue forksand knifeblade clouds storing black snowslow rising under a phantom bridgepumping please let me cry, i need to cry, just let me crybut instead sneezes and diesand at the end of the block a truck hits it* * *Outside my ***** hopes grew coldso i kept them warm at homeand went to work to buy them clothes
