The Perfect Target - Medications

Meet up on north side

West of the common line

See up the right skirt

Your wallet will make it right

I want to get a moment of pleasure out of

The fact that I’m in the middle of it

Come off with your policy of economics

Collect your loss but I’m selling buy it

Anywhere

Could be there

I’d be leaving

But I love

Craning my neck high

To witness other sails

Too wet to make gains

Too dry to leap again

How long 'til we can assassinate the sun?

And live under the moon staring at it

The stars taking pictures as we rest our legs

And plan a trip, you look sentimental

How awful that this makes me sick, can’t compose

Say I would try and get this fixed instead

Diet of soft words

Spoken with sharp tongues

Crumbled with culture

Only demography

I want to get a moment of pleasure out of

The fact that I’m in the middle of it

Come off with your policy of economics

Collect your loss but I’m selling buy it

This is a celebration

This is a celebration

If all else fails

If all else fails

How awful that this makes me sick, can’t compose

Say I would try and get this fixed instead

And the cranes that lift

Doing battle with

Iconography

This city’s own