Wire Mom

"You are a flawed machine," she said
"Hope that’s worth something"
We always clashed, even when we wore nothing
I said, "Hell yeah, you look so good when you’re crumbling"
The gloss and grandeur of molding tangerines and trashy magazines
You’re fake, baby, so we can just take you home
You’re fake, baby, so we can just take you home, take you home
Fake baby
Blood crazy
Pinprick wire mom dead daisy
Fake baby
So they can just take you home
My eyes are crossed, my will is lost and I’m wasted
Every queasy thought I’ve had is inflated
I puke onstage and slip, face plant and I’m faced with
The acid reflux remains of subjective truth
Still, I always knew
You’re fake, baby, so we can just take you home
You’re fake, baby, so we can just take you home, take you home
Fake baby
Blood crazy
Pinprick wire mom dead daisy
Fake baby
So they can just take you home
Beneath your bombast and the humor of syntax]
In carbonate a human being
Once you saw through me but now I’m an employee
So sick of it tired and wizened and free
You’re fake, baby, so we can just take you home
You’re fake, baby, so we can just take you home, take you home
Fake baby
Blood crazy
Pinprick wire mom dead daisy
Fake baby
So they can just take you home, take you home