Cupid's Dark Disco

Take aim steady fire
My little coconut shy
I'm never dead
Drive on by

I got the money
You got the body
Here we are got nothing left to say

Turning up the radio
Here use my jacket for a pillow
In a parked car you won't forget the places we go
In cupid's dark disco

Offering a fine view of your resplendent gowns and jewels
We're no one, nowhere
Raging through my glove compartment
For protection of some assortment
There is none so we just carry on the same

Air condition blowing maximum
Car windows crying condensation
In through the porthole of escapism
I see a psycho
In my rear view mirrors reflection

Every once in while I wonder if my kids are in bed
I wonder if my wife is missing me
Then back to this episode
This one part horror show
This woman's dying underneath my bones

My little flesh like gizmo
A passenger in this inferno
A weeping willow in limbo
A victim of my sicko, schizo, nympho
A low life to and fro calypso
Or isn't there other way around?
In Cupids Dark Disco

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