Dirty White
when nobody's here
my eyes leave my body
my sex stands besides me
just me and my dirty white bones
i try and i try to clear out my fashion
to pass out my rations
just me and my dirty white clothes
turn out inside
fires and flies
stuck to the wall
not a lot to recall
playing with clothes
i'd rather go naked
but then i'd just fake it
there's me as a dirty white bride
living like dolls
i used to be dainty
my sands twinkled faintly
but now i have nothing to hide
turn out inside
fires and flies
stuck to the wall
not a lot to recall
Writer/s: Inara George
