Make Me Sober

Sing a song to make me sober
Fire lips over the hill
Clap your tongue when this is over
Choice is yours and nothing’s real
There’s a place somewhere else to go
There’s a place where you won’t grow much
Dust is just a way back home
And your box is the first
Don’t come around
I’m on my knees
Don’t come around my story dwells
In the background
Sing a song and paint it older
Fingertips, I’m as fake
As the favortie snake of mothers
So make me sober, not awake
There are grasses I won’t know much
Where the final lights will glow
There are curtains that I won’t touch
So feel the pain and let me draw
When I’m loosing a verse
Don’t come around
I’m on my knees
Don’t come around my story dwells
In the background