My Ships

My ships are frozen sticks
They lay stuck to the floor
My wrists and my breasts are bleeding bricks
They don’t float anymore

And my tongure, it’s a carbon scroll
Doesn’t burn anymore
And my friends are all useless lens
They don’t see anymore

And all my chicks are all useless hens
They don’t lay anymore
And my fists are plastic dice
They’re the shape of the sun
Yeah

And my love is a so long song
Gone forevermore
And I like where I
Yeah, I love where I
And I like where I live