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I’m pretty sick of that dolphin smile

Coney Island is a film between the guardrails

Angels spread in the sky like ink in water

Upper level I am feeling fine with the

Arrow of time

You would piss on my jellyfish sting

I think you’d do just about anything

To be a member of my family

Our future flashing in the sheets of lightning

Living in fear of thunder no one else can hear

I’m sorry

You don’t know these people so

What could this mean to you?

They’re history

Well, this won’t make a difference

There’s radiation living for a million years

The candle in your jack-o-lantern

It’s what makes you walk and talk and smoke and sing

You’re primping in the mirror naked

My reflection in the diamond that your thighs make

Hot in my chest, the queasy rising emptiness

Gettin' laid in the black sand

There’s nothing left to confess

You have now seen all of my ugliness