Crazy Eight - Slots

I can't look away
Nor can you look away
You can't look away
Look past this disarray!

No pill will
Spoliate or kill
These thoughts of you
Or what they put me through

You'll mean nothing in five years time
But for the meantime I'll make you mine
The fluent clarity of your skin
Is the missing piece of the whole that's within

I can't look away
Nor can you look away
You can't look away
Look past this disarray!

I am the mess of your life
I am the rust on your knife
I am your struggle your strife
I am inside you!

I want to throw it all away
I can't throw it all away
I won't throw it all away
I threw it all away!

No pill will
Spoliate or kill
These thoughts of you
Or what they put me through

You'll mean nothing in five years time
But for the meantime I'll make you mine
The fluent clarity of your skin
Is the missing piece of the whole that's within

I can't look away
Nor can you look away
You can't look away
Look past this disarray!

I am the mess of your life
I am the rust on your knife
I am your struggle your strife
I am inside you!

I want to throw it all away
I can't throw it all away
I won't throw it all away
I threw it all away!

I am the mess of your life
I am the rust on your knife
I am your struggle your strife
I am inside you!

I want to throw it all away
I can't throw it all away
I won't throw it all away
I threw it all away!

Throw it all away…

Crazy Eight

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