tennis at night Lyrics

Temporary bubbles

The flesh is lying

And the Poets'

Attempts to communicate with it

Ultimately fail

On the surface of blood ,ringing in the ears i i i hear

Some mother trucking tennis ball eyyyyy

But i didn't know it wasn't not

Tennis at all

Tennis at all

In the park wed greenly, homeDepot growing

Like a cyst in the trees, and even if the kitsch is beyond empathy

The sawdust smells good

The saw dulled and rending wood

And the Poets'

Attempts to communicate with it

Ultimately fail

Doomed in the dopplered wails

Swimming

In the sea of night

The howling birds, of the mugger lights

Blaaaap blaaaap blaaap blaaaap

Frighteningly beautiful things crack

And why would it be

Knowable, I mean you can integrate it

But is it ever integrated

Like im a package of ramen noodles

Unsure of what im even imitating

Is it the looter that finds love

In the burden of love?

And do you riot,

If the other kids laughed at me

Do you keep it?

When you hit cellblock D?

All its life

Cold and irresolute

Buried deep within the muzzle

As an orchid might fold into darkness

and the darkness unfurls into

Tennis at night

Tennis at night

When it's dark in the dark

Or it's dark in the light

Tennis at night