Like the colour of blood as you paint your skin,
Or the terrible thoughts when you think of him,
Just a feint whiff of proof and the plans are off,
With a deep breath akin to a whooping cough.
You settle down, down, down; like your stomach’s full.
You settle down, down, down; until comfortable.
Like a walk in the dark where you stub your toe,
Proving you don’t know just what you think you know.
You arrive at the scene with a plan in your head,
But lo and behold you've got it wrong again,
You’ve got no control.
So you settle down, down, down; like your stomach’s full.
You settle down, down, down; until comfortable.
The bodies who are normally attached to your hips,
Cram in the bottleneck pressed to your lips.
I know you think it will, it won’t help one bit;
They only want to watch you go down.
You settle down, down, down; like your stomach’s full.
You settle down, down, down; until comfortable.
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