Evaporated Silk

With a mind running from divine back to the filth Personality solid as evaporated silk You took my hand, and said that you could see in me Light reflecting off a lesser-known deity Then you asked if you could be real with me Said, I've been living in a storage facility A place to sleep's what I could use a car for And occasionally bump that late-aughts hardcore Guess you found one, I don't see you anymore Pedal to the floor, cranked up the metalcore You ran fingers across my shoulders in bed after lights-out Now I know that was just mapping your escape route Nothing to do now, so I sit with half a bottle of Tito's On the back porch, get eaten alive by mosquitos Dissolved by acid in the belly of despondency If I sent it after midnight, please don't respond to me