With Aplomb
Simon Neil
Fix my new memory with a cold naked stare
Chew up the words but with flood beware
Fondness can escalate beyond my repair
Chance is the fiction will orchestrate despair
Again, these hands blow dry but I can't handle it again
These words collide but I can't handle
Happiness is coated in a mindless kicking
Lets fall apart, get up high and leave
Again, these hands blow dry but I can't handle it again
These words collide but I can't handle
Kill your bizarre mindset, fuckhead
Soldered to a three-layered concrete brainwave castration
Walking backwards home with you