Fed Up with Hunger
When we're barely awake
And the heat of the day is weight
I wait to sate my sorry longings for your rolling over
And yet, here I sweat
somehow familiar with needs that I never met
How does one so young become so fed up with hunger?
No I know I
Know I know
I'm safe from you want
No I, know I,
Know I, know I
got hallways I could haunt
And I know it's all for you
And I know it's raining flaming sulfur fumes
When we're doused in the same flames
Burning without hesitating
Wet beds spread with flesh that's quenchless
and I miss behavior
No I know I,
know I know I
want what you want
No I, know I,
Know I, know I
got hallways I could haunt
And I know it's all for you
And I know it's raining flaming sulfur fumes
Long days I spend in the businesses of
Low wage heavy with this listlessness so
Don't my dollars weight the same as any other?
Don't that buy me rights to buy what I desire?