Minuette

Gimme a minute now

I know I am a worthless soul

Let my senses breathe so I can feel anything at all

Cut me another piece of slack

I need your rage no more

Inside a siren song, a minuette

Maybe a million repetitions more will cover it, huh?

And gimme a second hand, I need some smooth love

Although I know that in fact you need it more, I beg you to

Cut me another piece of slack

I need my stalemate shake no more

This is a minuette

And I think that you should leave

‘Cause every fraction of this minute makes it hard for me to breathe

My acid skin

Through everything

At least I feel something