Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
You burrow into my skin
An infectious disease
My fever breaks, I shudder
The tidal wave washes me clean
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
The world burns
Everything I love
Everything that I was
Has turned to ash
And what did you do?
Stood there
your fucking hands
in your pockets
Searching for your lint
or some recognition of a love long past
Did you ever love me?
A body floating in space
You hitched a ride
lit a match
and watched me burn
Did you think?
Did you think?
Did you think?
It’s a fire sale.
Everything must go
All our possessions
Our memories
My life
your life
Societies polite name for a fucking disease
Did you think?
Did you think?
Did you think?
And what did you do?
Stood there
your fucking hands
on your pocket camera
Recorded it for your face book.
For all the world to see.
A floating body in space.
You hitched a ride
lit a match
and watched me burn
Did you think?
Did you think?
Did you think?
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