04-03-2022, 08:52 PM
Tilly
Wild child of the broken streets
flash mob where the false smiles meet
punk rock for the paupers,
Disappointments only daughter.
The rain tasted of your name,
swept away with a different strange.
Headwinds of the hurricane
night riding the slow trains
dyed hair and catholic shame
another cut and gone again.
I saw you in your summer dress
caught cold in a winter caress.
you separate your mind
From what you believe
and dance away the day
with thoughts like thieves.
Died young of a backbone
displaced from a bitch queen throne
Mother wept for all the tattoos
Purple Hearts remind me of you
pulling out the record from an album sleeve
a young 33 played on the wrong speed.
You separate your mind
from what you believe
Then dance away the day
with thoughts like thieves.
Wild child of the broken streets
flash mob where the false smiles meet
punk rock for the paupers,
Disappointments only daughter.
The rain tasted of your name,
swept away with a different strange.
Headwinds of the hurricane
night riding the slow trains
dyed hair and catholic shame
another cut and gone again.
I saw you in your summer dress
caught cold in a winter caress.
you separate your mind
From what you believe
and dance away the day
with thoughts like thieves.
Died young of a backbone
displaced from a bitch queen throne
Mother wept for all the tattoos
Purple Hearts remind me of you
pulling out the record from an album sleeve
a young 33 played on the wrong speed.
You separate your mind
from what you believe
Then dance away the day
with thoughts like thieves.
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out