Ode to track 8

Today I'm gonna wake up slow
Embrace the things I'll never know
Like war and death and blood and gore
And chasing around the hardwood floor

Kind of like how
She's a water colour stain,
or a salt shaker
half full of cocaine
The creepy elevator guy
Who only speaks latin
And the 7th layer of hell
Gilded in satin.

Regarding my last prank business call endeavor
Dear tomorrow,
I don't want to see you.

Ever.

- Marilee