To Hell in a Handjob

Shuck, shedding my skin

Devil's at the door and I might just let him in

Though I love them like a brother, me and my friends are sick of each other

Little to do, a positive menial attitude

An ocean house upon collapsing stilts

(a breaker coming)

The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt

(an endless nothing)

We're waiting at a waning precipice

There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves

But I believe

A dawn of colours never seen, spill like tears at a memorial bench

A balm for you, a tribute to a guardian angel bored to death

Moral panic breeds goose-stepping, can't just stand by rubbernecking

Malignant noise, solid gold men to Toilet Boys

An ocean house upon collapsing stilts

(a breaker coming)

The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt

(an endless nothing)

We're waiting at a waning precipice

There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves

But I believe

There's grief within my flesh and bones, cut me watch the sorrow flow

Floating in the flood now

One thousand memes I sent to you, emoji reacted to

This is all we've got now

An ocean house upon collapsing stilts

(a breaker coming)

The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt

(an endless nothing)

We're waiting at a waning precipice

There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves

I believe

There, but for the grace of God, we all go to Hell in a handjob

Undeserved last minute winner, we're into town without our dinner

Mortal joy, so close to Heaven, if I'm first punch you're two to seven