COCAINE STRAIN

oh yes you are a vein of cold steel.
a swing chain in the winter.
holding a spot for everyone to sit.
but not for long, they can't handle it.
pluck; one, two three.
every feather makes your headdress.
crown me the vain victor love,
damn fucking straight I'm fun.
Your little cocaine strain.
Sour candy pain.
One graffiti filled tunnel.
It's all you really know, I know.
follow the pasted flow into nowhere.
adhering to the lines you believe fair.
But keep your feet in beat with me.
we'll drum this place to dust.
I feel a sudden hammer in my head tonight.
It slammed my head against this cars headlight.
Your little cocaine strain.
Sour candy pain.
fell victim to a fucking whim.
broke every heart in the mirror.
and walked out of that burning building with your head in my hand.