E-Bow The Letter (Feat. Patti Smith)

Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise. The bus ride, I went to write this, four a.m., this letter. Fields of poppies, little pearls. All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed each and every one a little scary, I said you name. I wore it like a badge of teen age film stars, Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras Dreaming of Maria Callas Whoever she is. This fame thing, I don't get it I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves I can take you far. This star thing, I don't get it. Aluminum, tastes like fear, Adrenaline, it pulls us near It tastes like fear. Will you live to eighty-three? Will you ever welcome me? Will you show me something that nobody else has seen? Smoke it, drink. Here comes the flood. Anything to thin the blood, these corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet. Phone, eat it, drink. Just another chink, Cuts and dents, they catch the light. Aluminum, the weakest link. I don't want to disappoint you I'm not here to anoint you I would lick your feet but is that the sickest move, I wear my own crown in sadness and in sorrow And who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange? My loss, and here we go again. Aluminum, tastes like fear, Adrenaline, it pulls us near. It tastes like fear. Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry. Some of them they surprise. I can't look it in the eyes Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, Kerosene cherry flavored neck and collar I can smell the sorrow on your breath The sweat, the victory and sorrow, the smell of fear. I got it. Aluminum, tastes like fear, Adrenaline, it pulls us near. Aluminum, tastes like fear, Adrenaline, it pulls us near. Tastes like fear...it pulls us near. It tastes like fear...it pulls us near. It tastes like fear, pulls us near. Nearer, nearer. I'll take you there, I'll take you there, I'll take you there, I'll take you there...