needle on red full steam ahead top down, flower crowns one hand waving farewell to winter’s solemn grace no socks, cropped tops low cross pollination springtime catching strays I’ve seen my future in the tarot over at Anita’s place tower and devil reversed nine of swords someone help me end the curse pull me outta the nose dive keep making things worse smack dab summer ain’t getting any younger it’s a miracle we’re alive with highs of one two five gonna be an absolute stunner maybe it’s past time to change the weather? unemployed, overjoyed throw our arms up high in exasperated collapse no exploit, at gunpoint grinning ear to ear like someone carved my face need a hard pivot from dysfunction find a system not jury-rigged for the bare minimum tank’s on E but I got miles left to run gonna hoof it barefoot race blindly into the sun my race has barely just begun. needle on red full steam ahead smack dab summer we ain’t getting any younger here’s the real post mortem soon it’ll be autumn pumpkin spice carcinoma smack dab summer ain’t ever getting older i’m so stupid to still try with lows of minus twenty five gonna be an absolute stunner maybe it’s past time to change my weather. needle on red full steam ahead
