Fire In The Asylum

Pink Lemonade
Lyrics by Josh Phillips

The caress from the ether and a kiss from the Novocain,
in the bliss of the moment it drips like a hurricane.
We escape to the nether like rockets in retrograde
and her lips taste like bittersweet pink lemonade.

At night when she’s hardwired she catches fire,
And unleashes her desires on guns for hire.
She’s groundbreaking but it’s underneath her shoes.
This day keeps longing laster, I get paid to do it faster.
All I got to show for it is nothing left to loose.
Don’t waste this moment!
The sun is burning down,
this grateful morning’s got me spun out up one side and back down.

© Fire In The Asylum 2011