Friendly Homes

Defanged and declawed

The tigers have found me and I don't care

The boroughs were swarming

With such average stylings, looks, and loves

And I was floating alone around a crowded room

When I should break bonds and sail on to California

Spend time ready to go

To California

Spend time ready to go

Sad true

I try to get to you through trip wires and glue

Halos worn and thin, they don't mean a thing

These arms are made of ships, I've felt their anchors weight

So caviler in context, indifference kept at bay

It's a mere mouth

In a midwestern state

These hands are made of wood, I've felt their splinters

They're white as winter

They're black as cinder in a midwestern state