Neck of the Woods

Little lights are overexposed And they highlight marks on the floor When aligned right lead to the door Of a place that seems somewhat explosive Now I'm back and punching the air A sneak attack to disrupt and smear All the laid tracks I left when I b

So you wanna mess with me? Caught me in a silent scream Heat filling up my cheeks Not exactly what you think See you in the room next door Your feet float above the floor Dress torn above your knees Like you've owned it for centuries Dots and dashes

Backyard burnings I'm easily amused Backs are curling Theyâ€re running out of room Mouth is sharpened In a gruesome display But Iâ€m still waiting For something nice to say My spirits are high Mean spirits high Please go on and on There's beauty in y