Eggshells from Eggshells by Clifford

Picking the polish off your nails
Eggshells; white and cracking on the floor
You're shedding the stress confetti and confess
That you were not ready for more

Cars scream on the overpass
I am breathing gas and exhausted
By the impasse
Breathe deep and clear the air cause
whatever's there got polluted in the process

I dont get off on the same things I used to
Old habits feel brand new
Get off at the bus stop with the cactus
Feeling alive takes practice

Spinning in circles round the sun
Twenty-one, far from home and no one knows me
Bright neon and plastic seats
Got a vice to beat
For Inka Cola, Christ, and country

Picking the polish off your nails,
Eggshells, the liver takes up where the heart leaves
Blow out the candles bite the cake;
a wish to make
To be alone but never lonely

I dont get off on the same things I used to
Old habits feel brand new
Get off at the bus stop with the cactus
Feeling alive takes practice

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