Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore.
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Four dreams in a row, four dreams in a row, four dreams in a row,
fall down here. I wanted to fall down right there but I knew
you wouldn’t catch me because you’re dead. I swallowed crushed ice
pretending it was glass and you’re dead. Ashes to ashes.

swapping your love for hate
soft focus for full appeal, pictured as flawless
no context for self esteem