Violet Lozenge Lyrics

Picture this a bitch in yesterday's lingerie

Eating broccolini / patio seating

Moved out of my ex's place

Didn't have a couch to claim

Still learning to be at home

In my wanting

You made me a couch crumb

Pushed my thumbs

Against your momentum

And what bloomed there

Was rum blush & pent up chest hair

Somewhere I lost my anger

Easier to be a stranger

To my own desire

I am not yours

But alone on June's porch

When in a rainbow leotard

What am I good for

What could've been is not what happened

We couldn't been

Opulent

We used to talk, sweet talk

Bloodstone, chosen family, foretold

When we're old

Won't do what we're told

Too many Tom Collins

One violet lozenge

In every pocket of our

Vegan fur lined coats

We could be

Ethical, diabolical

Crones