Blinking Eights

Hey angel, when it's cold outside I might
Stay indoors, keeping warm by butane light
Measuring time in spoon fulls of coca cola
Pepsi cola

Unfamiliar places dance inside my head
Unfamiliar faces sprawled across my bed

Hey angel, I really fucked it up this time
It's heavy, I can't even trust my own mind
Measuring time in the bruises on my arm
Not self care, seems a lot more like self harm

Unfamiliar places dance inside my head
Unfamiliar faces sprawled across my bed