Texty: Pavement. Cream of Gold.

So much for destiny,
A pin prick on my knee,
The frost you paint
across our dead affair.
I sensed the toxic aura
from the second we touched,
You were stitched up venom
and I was the cursed from the Vedic.

Time is a one way track and I am not coming back,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
Time tired you're tainted through,
wind (wins?), songs and substitutes,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now.

The afterlife is steep,
We wonder and retreat,
And everyone is after us.
Skirt the gaunt street hawkers

with the black lemonade,
Keep an arrow trained on their
conflicted minds 'cause they stutter.

Time is the one way track and I am not coming back,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
Time tired you're tainted through, (fruit?)
wins, songs and substitutes,
I dream in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now,
I bleed in beige why'd you leave me so far now!.