Frozen Charlotte

Water turns to sand and turns to sound Follow me I'm going underground This orbit is an interlude Temporary, planetary food Lend me your fire, so I can burn Save all my ashes for my return Not with a scream but with a sigh Keep your head down low and

Saturday night in another motel staring at some old tattoos and crying Can you walk that walk, can you talk that deal maybe I can make you feel like dying When you put your money on the sheet and you fall in love and life is sweet as it can be No, I

I'm living in a white world I'm living with a fag hag I'm standing in a bread line I'm getting over jet lag No it doesn't matter what you say I go to sleep No it doesn't matter what you do You try too hard, you're way too deep You don't need a drug Y