You were my college degree
Emblazoned in the mind of the opportunist
Just a lonesome boy wanting secrecy
The needs for audience and sharp objects

Naked and forgiving
The resonating privilege of temporary exploration
To love your posture while you grind your teeth
It was humble for two and a half minutes

The smoulder wave of a florist
Melting the entire nation in elusive deafening
Putrid without hysteria
Doll houses as millennium rangers

As we close a final breakthrough
They were cooking lies in a pointless cavern
Covered in candlewax and physical exhaustion
Adult ceremony held in random heartbeats

People will ask for oddities
Checking remorse between madness and genius
Damaged womb for sale
Heathens falsifying medical literature