The Gutter

It all started at a party

Felt like nobody saw me

I walk through these city streets

I feel alive, nobody sees

Was dying in a wasteland 'til I found her pretty face and

Found my little haven 'neath the pavement

I'm seeing colours, seeing colours, seeing colours

Of my favourite things

They fade to nothing

I've got another pseudo lover called the gutter

And she's everything

So I fade to nothing

Well, I can't escape the feelin'

The weight upon the ceiling

Come crashing down on me

I can't take it seriously

Outfits, anecdotes, repetition

A curated image for exhibition

The whole world's losing focus

It's all mumbo jumbo hocus pocus

I'm seeing colours, seeing colours, seeing colours

Of my favourite things

They fade to nothing

I've got another pseudo lover called the gutter

And she's everything

So I fade to nothing

Maybe it's not so bad down here