Jungle

You said we would burn bridges once we got to them
jump in the waters without testing them
and smoke with flagrent disregard for courtesy
i lit the match and you drown yourself in the gasoline
i breathed you in, spat you out and you were gone
the taste in my mouth was bitter
like sipped colgone, vert and something with THC in it
my body broke down, fell into the soil and recycled itelf
i let the sun repair me, knowing that everything was my kryptonite
and that weakness was a virtue, conqured by no one
i laced up my corsets, strapped on my heels and danced for money
for appreciation in addiction form
and when i was done i was just a mannequin
cold, hard, dead, empty
but just as pretty as you could manufacture them
i thought maybe i could build bridges by myself
they could stretch miles and miles
and maybe you would meet me halfway from the other side
but before i could start, my plastic broke down into little sharp indiscretions
and i took one too many lines of it
so forgive me for being blunt
but go fuck yourself, i belong to the earth now