Meteor Strike

Meteors strike and I feel it in my head While I'm thrown from my bike and my skin is bright red And I'm covered in leaves bleeding shards of gravel Greater than my body can take and I'm slipping back to wake And it's too late to free myself and wrestle the Pimm's cup Though I do my very best to press the rest of my limbs up Dressed in hagridden drag hidden deeply in sleep Seeping out through my sleeves leaving sirens on the wall screaming Silent and small it's inside of me it all is Inside of me it all is Meteors strike the very next night and Like clockwork, it rocks earth and wraps me up tight When it happens this time I get ready to fight Throw a punch at the wall and hope I make it to wake It's a half blink away think and stay blink awake My lids are losing light quick, fickle fuckers won't stick Figure everyone's got their own pill they'll take But I've swallowed the night and it's making me sick It's making me sick, it's making me sick It's making me sick, it's making me sick We meet at yours right by the beat up porch Nightlight in hand and a necklace in the other You kept from your mother you said I'll sleep like a babe All smothered in bed as quiet as a grave I took your hand you dropped the nightlight Standing in the dark surrounded by glass like we hit a Piñata confetti is cast across the wood and I feel for your face and at last I'm lost for good Lost for good, lost for good Lost for good, lost for good Lost for good, lost for good Lost for good