Sinister
Greta Kline
my soul is not like a waterpark
it's big but surprisingly dark
it's not as forgivable as you once thought,
you'd still be here if it really was
you really were a pile of rocks
on some planet so far up
how long did we even sit?
it's good I can't remember it
sometimes I get sinister
can't always be like Arthur
sometimes I just feel sinister
can't always turn to Arthur
New Mexico where I ran to
and closed my eyes and thought of you,
and all the time we weren't friends,
a parked car we made out against
so you went home and shut me out
and I grew up, backseats and mouths
and there ensued some other shit
I'm glad I don't remember it
sometimes I get sinister
can't understand Arthur
sometimes I just feel sinister
can't always be like Arthur