The Pod

morning scatters in and i am steady like a drug feeling out this one she wakes up smashed as hell and steadies her a*s against the rail and bends before the pounding rain she had the widest bright ideas all along about my love and i need this f**king fix and i beg her to pick from one of the billion ways to feel no pain the morning after bends reflected and i can hardly stand the way this whole thing makes me seem she climbs out from a dream with lungs hardly as she screams a stereo scream and bends before astounding rain she's got a system made of metal and magnet bits inside a brain she opens her box of tricks and begs me to pick from one of the billion ways to feel no pain she had the widest bright ideas that all the world would sleep away until the nightmare ends everyone is on wait, wait on the end, only uptight, love me good now?