Big deposit,
broke really,
I’m staring at tile ceiling.
Two people,
checking,
in scrubs for my wristband thing.
It’s scary,
so scary,
so all that I can think to see,
is circulating
snake city,
going around.

Around…

Make it down
the steps to doors,
always sliding out.
Never run,
make it down.

I see the snake
without tail or head,
never ending worm,
ever circulating train,
going around again.

Around…

Make it down
the steps to doors
always sliding out.
Never run,
make it down.

Stuck in that,
beautiful,
colorful, cardboard compartment,
my own
cereal box world.
Packed tightly,
beside the
other small boxes on the shelf,
the shelf keeps
going around.

Big deposit,
broke really,
I’m staring at tile ceiling.
Two people,
checking,
in scrubs for my wristband thing.
It’s scary,
so scary,
so all that I can think to see
is circulating
snake city
going around.

Around…

Music by Erika Lloyd & Brad Whiteley
Lyrics by Erika Lloyd

Vocals, Trumpet: Erika Lloyd
Instrumentation, Drum Programming: Brad Whiteley

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