Luna

Don’t try to separate, what’s buried deep inside, it shows in your face, what you want to eat, is beyond a common fry, consuming life is never easy, your lips won’t taste, neither can they lie, stood before the magistrate, if you would only see, instead of being sly, stuff you have to plead, why take all those opiates, vodka tonics citrus limes, they’ll kill you anyway, make your own destiny, come and see me sometime, let the Ocean be a leeway, bask in the sunlight.