Loss

Loss is the beast of burden, baby

Loss in the gloss like it’s brand new

And in the middle of panic attack

Loss has always got your back

You won’t remember a thing

Loss in the sauce it hurts you

Is the memory enough?

Am I caught in a lie?

If the memories lost

There’s no reason to cry

I left the stove on for the thousandth time

Pondering my bippy bops

Boiling over all my thoughts

The steamy dreamies

Either way the water’s piping hot

I raze my wrists in Camelot

Hoping that the sting will ease the ringing

If loss won’t drown the sound out

Loss won’t cure you

Cure you

Cure you

Cure you

Have you lost it?

What have you lost?

Where did you put the-

Have you lost it?

What have you lost?

Where did you put the sword!

I’m feeling so weak

Could you turn off the light?

I’m sorry for falling asleep

Without saying goodnight