Testo Prisoner

Drinking alone again.
In the basement.
Scanning the ceiling for a blueprint.
I can't face the evening straight.
I'm not a martyr.
Red wine a sleeping pills keep me together.

Together with love, Forever with love.

I put on my dancing shoes.
A coat of primer.
Kneel before the bowl.
It's like a altar.
Counting the empty shells.
A baker's dozen.
Laid out before me like abandoned children.

Together with love
Forever, we're bound to each other