(1938)

I used to see you break your hand against the pavement
I think of it every time I have some substance.
In your kitchen,
Look at the magnets on your fridge.
You in the living room,
I left with nausea in my hands.

When you look at the ceiling,
When you look at the ceiling,

It's yours again
Pulling on the chain
It's yours again
The dog is chewing on the cage.

When you look at the ceiling,
When you look at the ceiling

It's yours again
Pulling on the chain
It's yours again
The dog is chewing on the cage.

I don't want to be
Up at 2 am.
What do I mean
To you after a few drinks?
I don't want to be
On the highway.



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Writer(s): Bok Suna
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