I can't compete with the dirty pearls
and the prom dresses from 1938
I can't compete, I can't compete
My mind is supple like that coffee ripple
on the way to my tongue
between my teeth
it's not as long of a road
as it used to be
Oh Lawd me
Pacified for now, the heart of my jewels shines Opened for now, the treasure trunk dusty genie lamps heave wishes Closed for now, the door t...