Body heat by jordan hoxsie Lyrics

getting high from breathing
the ashes
of those who left
before us

someone flicks the lights off
while i cry lightning

my vocabulary sore
from growing pains

neglected wings roasting
under sweltering shadows

time is nothing
but a straightjacket

everyone has something to wear
and for that i am thankful

recyclable party cups
litter the floor
of the banquet hall
i can’t afford