Dark Companion

Another round for my dark companion

The view from here is crowded now

I raise my glass, my Doppelganger smiles at me

From across the room

The great social issues

Mean less than nothing

Two dimensional pests

On my TV screen

I will wear only black and white

And hide in the alleys on Saturday nights

The endless prattle of politicians rings in my ears

The rain makes my mascara run

Another round for my dark companion

The view from here is crowded now

I raise my glass, my Doppelganger smiles at me

From across the room

Another 'round for my dark companion

Another 'round for my dark companion