By dairy_seraphine
Date: 7 June 2000

You have To Disengage (Go Away)

You have to disengage
I smoke my cigarettes
you listen through a haze
about my slams
my made up
pretend
possibly never was
boyfriend
you have to disengage
and I dreamed about your sister last night
Her two glass eyeballs twitching
you never were the type to speed up
you never were the type...
you disgust me
you perhaps
are my blue eyed
reflection in the mirror
that I must erase
you have to disengage
and I make you hang up the phone
because you don't understand
why
we can't be friends
why you give me the shakes
so I have to disengage

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