Paper cups

Plenty of time, there's plenty of time, now we've got plenty of time.
But i don't wanna wait, i don't want to wait, no i don't wanna wait.
We can swing on a branch, swing on the bed, swing on the swing.

Sewing machine,
let's make curtains
and sew flowers on it
and blood,
and water,
and bodies,
and love,
and rage,
and our everyday-life.

A link, a bond, a connection not yet named. Tangled hair, crumpled shirts.
Messy, messy lives. We've got messy lives, we live in a messy place.
Oh when i tell you my secret, you'll jump off the window.

Melting fruits,
let's have breakfast
at 8 pm
and eat chocolate,
and jelly,
and cereal,
and lick ourselves,
lick each other
like cats.