Test Icicles

If I'm the shell and hey it's easter
Crack me open and watch my yolk
Splutter out into your arms
Or at least it would if you had your arms open
For now I'll watch my yellow pity
Spill out onto the spare room floor
And place my ass in the centre of this cup
I'll watch you aim - shoot
Street lamps have heated my stomach up
Way too much and the night air has
Inflated my head way above anything else
Before (is that what they said)
Is that what they all think (Is that what they all know?)
Of course (Of course
Full of gas so I can fly away
Translucent agendas and late night hotels
Bedroom floors oh bedroom floors
And toilet bowls my second home (x2)
The sun is only talking to me
When my mouth is dry and tied shut
Wrap me up in telephone wires
Disconnect my hormones I'll be right back
Street lamps have heated my stomach up
Way too much and the night air has
Inflated my head way above anything else
My head (Full of images)
Of people I don't know (When there's a place called home)
Go and aim at (my head)
So I can fly away
Translucent agendas and late night hotels (Late night hotels)
Bedroom floors oh bedroom floors
And toilet bowls my second home (x2)