Like a dead fish in a pale of water
Sitting in a cupboard beholden to a daughter
Of a famous, a famous abstract painter
He’s gonna take his life, take it in an hour
Lighten my heart
Lighten the load
Paint my body
With regrets told
I’m just a taxman
Filled with disdain
Void your confusion with pleasurable pain
There’s a vibration, it’s in my pocket
I’m losing sight of, sight of what I wanted
A cosmically toxic partner
Spinning trash in space, no way to stop it
Lighten my heart
Lighten the load
Paint my body
With regrets told
I’m just a taxman
Filled with disdain
Void your confusion with pleasurable pain