Switch On Me
(oooh) Biting the edge of a paper cup,
hearing about the game.
Look at my face.
Drop the usual bullshit and hyperfixate on the frame.
Sitting on the hood of the Honda,
dissecting the universe until the morning hits.
Not looking for a buddy.
I need this composure torn to bits.
Switch on me! Short circuit the brain,
make me the absolute option!
Write a poem on a receipt and cause a disruption!
Pick me apart from a hundred friends!
Give me whatever the total budget spends!
Switch on me! Drop the act and just lock it in!
Let the obsession begin!
Swipe the debit card for the Vivienne Westwood pearl
for a sudden smile.
Stop playing so fucking safe.
Hard launch the photo and pin it right top of the profile.
Mutter something filthy right by the neck waiting in the grocery line.
Bring on the flights.
Look at the crowd and declare that the victory's mine.
Stop pretending a magnet isn't pulling the floor.
Hands on the collar,
waiting for a fold.
Dropping the keys.
Pulling me close.
The hesitation is bullshit.
You finally admit it,
losing all control.
Switch on me! Short circuit the brain,
make me the absolute option!
Write a poem on a receipt and cause a disruption!
Pick me apart from a hundred friends!
Give me whatever the total budget spends!
Switch on me!
Drop the act and just lock it in!
Let the obsession begin!