anaconda
the night was purple
i dreamt of sushi
computers
vodka ran like a river
i was able to consider
what it would be like
with you again
anaconda
what it would be like
with you again
slithering softly nest in my ear
cold and dry empty fear
squeezing the life out of me
the moon looked awkward
instead of eating
i made a conscious effort
to feed my subconscious with
what it would be like
with you again
anaconda
what it would be like
with you again
intoxicating memory crash
prolong the urge make it last
squeezing the life out of me
to delve into a future
i could determine
i slid the glass door open
to keep from passing out
the mountain air
dark and cool
like a squeezing
anaconda
anaconda
what it would be like
with you again
slithering softly nest in my ear
cold and dry empty fear
intoxicating memory crash
prolong the urge make it last
squeezing the life out of me
anaconda
