The Faux Socialite
Sun drunk on ecstasy burning away your melatonin
There’s no sleep for sinners, so spin as you begin
Your descent into addiction, plaster a grin on your chin
You’re ‘fine’, the dark circles are just a trick of the light on your skin
I’ve seen these patterns on you before
This one last time, I’ll let it be something I ignore
Since I abhor the way you pour your soul away as you explore
The boundaries of your body, so I won’t watch anymore
I’ll cover my eyes while you waste away, the faux socialite
No longer rise to bring you home in the middle of the night
I miss your eyes, but they’ve long since lost their light
So this is my final farewell, my last goodbye to you, tonight