I don't like music
Why can't I care?
I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it
But it's gone, don't know where

In the 5th corner I see you
Juggling with all your precious truths
I'm hollow and blood thick
Hush so you don't leave a nick on your lips

No heaven hideout
No drop of grace, left inside of me
I'll drink eat and die then
Lest I meet poise, in all the noise
I remember the smoke, the late sun
I can tolerate, and all at once
I hear them, the old songs
A precious smell, fading out
Then it's gone

I don't like music
Why can't I care?
I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it
But it's gone, don't know where