Disabler

Shut the doors and windows, now
I can’t hear your voice anymore
A fortnight in these formicate walls
The sky, it amplifies

Tightly shut spider legs
Curled up for some happiness
Spin your words, don’t wander in
Fear not my vanity

Those gossamer lies that you shot from your hips
And I, debonair with machine gunner lips
Oh, fire for fire, year after year
I still hear the sirens calling whenever you’re near