"One! Grey! Hair!" lyrics
One day left on this library book I am 42% through
My reflexes are shaking
Like playing whack-a-mole with scabies
I stand in front of the fire and think about my
One! Grey! Hair!
Shake out my veins briefly
And we can all agree
That time is both frozen and moving faster than we can see
I send texts planning phone calls which never occur
I set the table and try to channel whatever
My brain would be doing if it were more fluid
What is it about drugs that makes you want to own them?
Heartbreaker just means heartthrob sometimes
That if you can make my heart throb, you can break it too
"The facts: I felt betrayed" reads
The only journal entry I've written in days
The idea of growing up doesn't even cross my mind
My reflexes are shaking
Like playing whack-a-mole with scabies
I stand in front of the fire and think about my
One! Grey! Hair!
Shake out my veins briefly
And we can all agree
That time is both frozen and moving faster than we can see
I send texts planning phone calls which never occur
I set the table and try to channel whatever
My brain would be doing if it were more fluid
What is it about drugs that makes you want to own them?
Heartbreaker just means heartthrob sometimes
That if you can make my heart throb, you can break it too
"The facts: I felt betrayed" reads
The only journal entry I've written in days
The idea of growing up doesn't even cross my mind
Writer(s): Greta Kline
