Vacation

Someday I’ll get away

Under the way of my mistakes

And none will beg for confessions

I need something more of space

Like a dark escape to free me

From my obsessions

So make yourself a wife, a fool for fun

With me

All I want is a memory

Nothing to go in my kinds of dreams

And my excuse for rest

Even then that one sugar

Gave me nothing and I knew they would

Leave me for a mess

So make yourself a wife, a fool for fun

With me