three am is no time for a revolution
just because the candle sizzles with violent complacency doesn’t mean it
 

 *should*
 

red and black baby

red
and
black

dilute that shit with chromium joy
 (that perfect little star always gettin in trouble with) that
 

*star*
 

bend and shine kid

bend
and
shine

(you said)
this was only natural