The Shower Lyrics
False arrest
Carwash of cigarettes and bourbon stench
False friends revoltingly … alarmingly undressed
Slippery, stained fingers, slip-slide and clench
Happy hour?
Happy hour?!
Unhappy disaster
Scratching grooves into flesh, to what end?
Unloved one’s love bodies in plaster
You’re shuddering? Take my scarf
Ungrateful. Go home, you’re drunk
Or another? Fuck, why not?
We’re fucking dripping, and we’ve got what we’ve got
The shower
No story
It’s fucking cold
In the shower
Limp spaghetti
Jeans over handrail
Creaking floor
ITV4
Sucking on dead dry dirt
Sand teeth tectonic cracks
Deep stitched in tongue
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Stillborn helix neck to spine
Limp wrist, waist of a stranger
Coughing of the neighbour
Underwear, everywhere
Underwear, everywhere
Hairbands, tins with ash
Shaft of light, lids collapse
Hairbands, tins with ash
Shaft of light, lids collapse
Where is the shower?
Where is the shower?
