Zero

It's gotten below zero yet I'm feeling fine
People moving slowly-I'm frozen in time
In a city of women in trouble calling me by its name
I'm saving villains, battling children it starts to feel the same

I could never be professional-I barely brush my teeth
Holding onto the soft parts through days and evenings
Waking up to zero without reasoning
It's probably chemical-probably what I need

I wait for you in my ghetto-your breath in my ear
As everything goes to hell our fears disappear
Another world comes into view-brilliant, harder to hold
Marginal and obscure exploding with soul



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Gaulke
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