D is for d is for digging for gold.

D is for d is for digging for gold

Would you like some heroin to touch the walls inside
control control
your circus is a lie
bathe so fine
im spinning lights and webs
soul far a live
would you like another cup of tea
were sipping in the sun
and i thought id buy another coat of wool
to take away my bones
and i dont know if i
am swimming in your head
am i even anything at all
ill paint these floor boards red
wondering if today
youll hold me in your arms
and tell me
that the poppy fields are a game
that im buried on the moon
and the stars are really just a way
to step outside and feel
where its cold
cant you hold it down
a hat thats never worn
do i even need to talk
ive forgotten every word you used to say
now my has mind has left me in a cave
and the little planets starve to breathe again
thank you look up kid we got it made
rip apart the paint to start a way
nice one purple sun
your pills taste good
i dont need to sleep
cozz im too scared to wake
havent any more
tide out on the sky
tidy boats are fun
sitting in the jail
images of ghosts
people that we failed
isnt it the most fantastic high
and i never wanted this
but now its here
thank you for the food
were to thin to eat
t-shirts never lie
ink into the tin
its something else
even though
i thought about you
every single day