Blocks

You are the few to survive

If this disease eats us one mile per minute

A cancerous lead

A life it precedes

You are the few still alive

You seem mislead

Left alone in bed

A drugged up knock

A cluster of blocks

When we wait for the caretaker

I'll start to loosen my ends

When we wait for the caretaker

You are the few in my mind

An amphetamine dream

A pastel scene

You've lost the battle in your hands

A mud-slinging fence

Twisting meds at the end

When we wait for the caretaker

I'll start to loosen my ends

When we wait for the caretaker

I'll start to loosen my ends