Bite into a nectarine
Juicy magazine
Spreading hesitation
I'm thinking out of a factory
Satisfy me quickly
I have no time to mourn
Void, concise apologies in paradise
Limping to the lap of temptation
Oh, oh my hands are plastic
Tactile disaster
Clouds crack
Oh, look out the window
Bliss verges on boredom
And ignorance regulates the reckless
Oh, the night sucks in light
A raging deep down earthy dark human
Oh, oh my hands are plastic
Tactile disaster
Clouds crack
Oh, look out the window
Look out the window
Nectarine pulp stuck in my teeth
Do I spit the seeds
Or swallow and let go?
Look out the window
Look out the window