KETAMINE KATE

ketamine kate, do you care to explain?

you used to be a woman of integrity

now you're leading a life

that between you and me

can only go one way

(and it's not left, right or up)

maybe it's much ado about nothing

or maybe i just care too much

what they think about you

 

ketamine kate

you proudly told me your name

not that you should be ashamed

but have the grace and wastelands of this town

taught you nothing?

unless the lesson you learnt

was to turn back around

from all the opportunities that came your way

or maybe they never gave you any

and the many man knocked you down

before you could understand why

the high-flying birds

are nothing compared

to the 808 state you're always in when i find you

trying to associate yourself

with your dissociated mind

and the society of lying bastards

that you're sadly a part of

all gladly partaking

in the fucked up olympics

you call your weekdays and ends

heat seeking to keep you from speaking your mind

while the shiny happy people piss you off

the poppers and purple hearts

don't get you off like they used to,

do they?

 

you might still be a child at heart

but it's not '94 any more, kate

and i know you hate how you've become

outnumbered

by the runaways around you
and the sounds of silence that meet you
in the rare moments you're sober

but whatever katy did,
now it's over
as her heartbeat slows down
to 10 a minute
then none
learning too late how much her name would cost her
as her friends look down
and realise they've lost it all
they go through her pockets
and rack up another line
on the plastic floor