H. Hawkline
Suppression Street
I tell everyone "I'll see you later"
While smiling like a crowded elevator
Slowly creeping round my heart's equator, I'll go
A tragedy protected by tomorrow
Till I chew it and it bursts like a tomato
Now I cry in Greek, but am I fluent? So-so
I buy my makeup on Suppression Street
I paint my face for everyone I meet
With the elegance of Nero
May divide my fear by zero
I know
Grief is an encounter when I speak it
It carries like a shadow on the carpet
Someone call the doctor, I'm an echo echo, hello?
I buy my makeup on Suppression Street
I paint my face for everyone I meet
A receiver click stuck on repeat
With the elegance of Nero
May divide my fear by zero
I know
Superstition gave me a way to decorate the dirt
Now I'm dressed like a clown in no shirt
I'm a cold transformer
Making myself to carry me home
No way
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
I buy my makeup on Suppression Street
I paint my face for everyone I meet
With the elegance of Nero
May divide my fear by zero
I know
I'm a cold transformer
Making myself to carry me home