Longtime Disturbance on the Miracle Mile - Kayo Dot

The weight of murder fills the sky

A neon shadow rising up like vespers

From the haze that burnt away

The peeling painted stratosphere

Newspaper blowing by on a shriveled shred of apathy

A chronicle of missing persons

Only I know where I left the parts of them

A night-time fantasy in action

A knife that bled the life of faceless passion

I watched the moon all cold and icy

Suspended far above the severing

I separated the spirit from unwilling flesh, and bound

The body in a city’s sorrow

But no one cares about the broken

Flickering in summer air

Stinking in suffocating breeze

I will wear a mask of normal

To hide my mask of orgasmic shame

The cars on fire on the sides of the naked street

They light my way, they free me

As I crawl back into my concrete cavern