now pull yourself together
pour a drink, light a cigarette
and tell me about the weather
and how the sky turns violet
every time we collide-and how it all gets messed
every time we collide-before the suns comes up at you
like a forbidden light-another lame excuses
undignified-they will do the job for you
this is the greatest trick of the century
and it runs runs runs like a clockwork
why do you whisper?
why don't you scream at me?
what a real fake-life we won't be sharing
and pull yourself together
pour a drink, light a cigarette
and tell me about the weather
and all the fun we never had
I store you in the gift box
I take you out on a weary day
we're going deaf when fear talks
we overrule our deity
every time we collide-we radiate the brightness
every time we collide-from the amazing fallacy
like a forbidden light-behind our sweat-soaked faces
undignified-but who on earth needs dignity?

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