Push Ups

It takes toxins to take you
Wherever we're going
You're talking too closely
The tension is showing
Mistakes we make
Will chase us to the grave
Let's do some pushups
And cigarettes for air
There's blood on the ceiling
And gum in your hair
Take a deep breath
You might never swim again
But are we in love here?
Is this thing a party?
Feels like a dirty house
Standing room only
Nicotine teeth
And spittle through
Cotton mouth
Laid on the ground
You kicked at my credit
You paid the rent
I've never felt deader
Never been wetter
I didn't give a shit



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