Crooked Teeth

There is only ever temporary release
From the ever present, growing, feverous heat
From the never ending dull weakness
That comes from
A deep need for sleep
And trying to find a place within a framework that says
Teach your sons to be aggressive, daughters to give in
And a real man never backs down
He keeps his fears close to his chest

I follow the wash of electrical warmth
Down through the silence that falls
The curve in the flow of the smoke
I follow it home

Go
Go find your feet
Before the rush of youth evaporates
And vapour seeps into your hips and knees
Reminds you that you spent your whole life trying but
Couldn't outrun defeat
Everybody's so fucking perfect
You're only ever high
The only time you seem to crack a smile but when
First impressions count do you want
A flash of crooked teeth to count you out?

I follow the wash of electrical warmth
Down through the silence that falls
The curve in the flow of the smoke
I follow it home

And leave behind a world that never seems to make much sense
Sink into the only place that ever quells the static
In my head
Between the drip at the back of my throat
And the curve in the flow of the smoke
Found a home