Lonely Beuys

There is a darkness Living in the fringes of your light Something unseen and hungry And always ready to grind But I'm not afraid to embrace it I wanna be consumed Don't neg me And pout like a lonely child Our bodies are billboards for lovers Who just wanna be entombed By something familiar and easily amused Don't blame me when your bottom Drops below your knees At the end of it I'm only a lonely Beuys We live for the angles Worship Bermuda triangles The alchemy we seek is finding Purity in madness Does it exist Who cares I do Who the hell are you I'm just an empty vessel Swipe right There is a sadness Living in the fringes of your room Something unseen and hungry And always ready to bloom But I'm not afraid to embrace you I wanna be consumed Don't neg me And pout like a lonely child Our bodies are billboards for lovers Who just wanna be entombed By something intangible It always comes to roost Don't blame me When the bottom drops below our feet At the end of it I'm only a lonely Beuys We live for the angles Worship Bermuda triangles The alchemy we seek is finding Purity in madness Does it exist A little bird Told me No