Do you drink your fill in champagne bottles,
Intoxication, fills the hole.
Where are they going? Doesn't matter,
Chew them up, spit out the tatters.
Swallow them whole.
6 am, where are you now?
Shoes are gone, they've smudged your lipstick.
Ran away with the life they granted, might've fell, might've cracked it;
Finding yourself.
But you are young, you couldn't know, what the price was; for the day to grow.
Biting nails, sweaty foreheads, nightmares stead.
But you are one of them.
Their origami hearts, torn right off the pages,
The broken plates and wristband bruises lay just where you left them. Didn't you know?
Because when you enter this lake of fools, water bends,
And the gems will pool.
So don't you cry, this is what you wanted.
A life of drugs, sex, maniacs.
Is it all you wanted?
And you are young, you should've known, what the price was; to be free, on your own.
Biting nails, sweaty foreheads, its the nightmares stead.
But you are one of them.
Their origami hearts, torn right off the pages,
The broken plates and wristband bruises lay just where you left them. Didn't you know?
So have you had your fill of champagne bottles; to drench their origami hearts?
Your origami heart.
