Drinking back your bile.
I can't get it out of my head,
Your gnarled, rotting smile.
Sit and pose and look your best,
Your eyes set on the candy.
But what you don't know
is that you need
to regurgitate your vanity.
You don't know what I've got in store for you.
Speeding down a one way street,
No attention to the signs.
Never one moment to stop and think
is this your God's design?
You try and try and try and try,
but can't turn the wheel wide.
Now you're over the edge,
Caught by the current,
And taken out with the tide.