click...
whirrrrrrr—t-t-t—t-t-t
At Home in my Crib,
I get stuck in a Loop.
My Band-Aids
make me Happy,
but maybe l should
Button Up, ButterCup.
whirrr—click—click—click—whirrrr
Tough Love?
Write it on The Wall,
play Dress Up,
forget about it all...
bzzzzzzzzzzzzz
No.
Don't Change the Channel.
It's a Sweet Treat—
maybe even
Love at First Bite.
But now
you're in my sight.
We have to fight.
I can't hide
you in my Cave,
my Throat,
my Gut.
I have to save you.
whirrrrrrr—t-t-t-t
I've Got a Little Secret,
you see,
and it can only
be told by me.
Surprise.
Remember The Audition?
Medication Time?
They never left.
They were always mine.
click—click—wrrrrrrrr—click
But they didn't destroy me.
Instead,
we built an Army.
Of Eights—
infinitely.
Who are we?
Lights On. Lights Off.
Look.
krrrrrrrr—cck—cck
Forever remember—
red ribbons on our fingers,
and in our hair...
You're still there.
wrrrrrrrrr—t-t-t—t...t...t
Let's Dance together,
Roller Skate Eight,
out of the basement—
...click.
to our safe place.
—
It's Not Your Fault,
Super 8.
It never was.
sssssssshhhhhhhhzzzzzzzz…