$5 pizza on the wall
melts like a clock
the time is now
a grease stain running
Do you like this mood?
It's my favorite t-shirt
the one they tried to fire
me in still in flames
though I don't feel like myself
crouched behind the charred couch
contagious and wild
coughing up the same 3 bar chords
again it's been the maltiest of nights
and it's hard to remember the stars
now that they've been kissed off.