Since hot waters are lost on me
now what I do to get high
is get in the comfort zone
The boss is a kid the sun is
my parent picking daisies
chaining them to the roof
Coming up with things to say
everyday water faces do
but don't know a vein from a blade
The dance is moving on its own
it goes where it goes and it knows
to give the heart a dirty look
Then bed, then breakfast