Fortune's Daughter

Torn sweater, eagle talon sunrise
Missteps cookie cutter sleep
Lux prisons in subdivisions
Sprawl crawl is now a creep
Fortune daughter, end of laughter
Spandex covered latex crown
Call the guards his tongue is bleeding
It’s over, now bow down
We’ll find a place
Take arms
It’ll all blow over
Directionless toilet chatter
Thirsty girls and dinner burns
An ostrich in ankle cords
You touch the stove and never learn
Justice is a toe smack face plant
Loose strings fried to pieces
Crumbs of distorted sunlight
Threesomes with Zeus' nieces
We’ll find a place
Take arms
It’ll all blow over
Eat the dirt
Thirst for more
We’ll find a place
Take arms
It’ll all blow over