The lord comes down and puts something good into everyone
I got mine when I was just a kid and I kissed it on the mouth
And it crawled up my throat and knocked on bad teeth
So I spit it into Jackson Branch
And I laughed at the dicks and the tits that the older kids spray-painted on the bridge
I’m letting you go and I don’t know how
After the laughter died there was a camera eye pulling surveillance for a number of years
It was there for the townhomes, the shit lies I lived through and the patterns I carved into yards
These are disastrous films but they’re important to me
Educate myself from myself
And tie those film cans around my waist when I hurl myself over the bridge
I felt young for a second, it was all my fault
Oh sloppy kiss this situation seems random to me
Oh randomness you tip your toes across our faces, our necks and our wrists