There’s a better way to destroy ourselves
Though the meek at heart may think otherwise
In the frigid air your breath romances like black and white
There’s a better way
I don’t expect you’d know it
They enter the mouth
They break through walls
Access your meds and poison you all
They burrow and scab
They redden and scratch
Trace amounts expand and dirty your pores
To fuck with the small will murder you all
You’ll leak and you’ll curl
You’ll dry and you’ll break
There’s a better way to win a losing heart
Seems the average hands can afford you
Warm intentions are the root of all these alibis
There’s a better way to make a human drool or a long dead lover