pulp/clot

blood doesn't mean much

when it's juice you're after

sip. it. down.

pretend you're friends in laughter

in the end, if you can remember,

it will all settle down

become clear, disaster

i won't be far

but you'll get no reaction

two steps away

i'll go the opposite direction

cause blood is warm

boils to perfection

and juice will spoil

lacks the necessary traction

to keep you from falling off the edge

to keep you from falling off the edge

to keep you from falling off the edge

to keep you from falling off the edge

when you feel the slip
chew the pulp for flavor
it's all you get
the last bit to savor
before the fall
you signed your name on waiver
in juice, not blood
when you denied to save her

new song lyrics

(c) 2009 janean lesyk