I know you love it
You addict
Maybe it’s the way it’s shining
These carats
Now go on eat it up
Like a good rabbit
You remind me of a food inspector
I bet you know where I’m going with this one
Then why don’t you go go get it
Like a good gadget
Style and class you have it
Arrows to the chest
Who automated these “matics”
No one questions because
For a day you’re so glad it’s
Because he finally throws you a line
So you grab it
The day before it felt like
You were going to be left out
So you panic
Your desire was so feverish
They’d say manic
And so far it’s all fun and games
But this story
This is where it gets tragic
So sad it
Could only be the truth
You shouldn’t even be mad it’s
From another dimension
Sliders
Yes you were a real fanatic
A real addict
Your visions aren’t supposed to be shining
Talking about unicorns
Power puffs
And count downs
You’re not a child
There is no real magic
And after he leaves you
Your heart slows down
Real static
Rice grains
February 15th
You’re thinking back
Style and class
Love is a drug
And for a day you were sure that
You had it