Sky high in plane
On the Tallahassee shore
The handle of the pot and pan
Where water boils more
Breathe air between my teeth
As the sun begins to rise
The moon now makes her leave
As I open up my eyes
Hot and humid in south skies
My fear begins to jump
The other girls lay out soft sighs
As their day has just begun
My mornings are cold in the blister
My body but warm and quiet
Night is gone now I miss her
Make my bed now lie in it
Feel out my tounge
Sore in the wake
Wish slept through just once
My words start to shake
The brittle of building
Stand all around me
Of crumble and killings
Of debris they now found me
Sickle and skin
Of the life that I bear
Play for the win
One last shot I swear
