Idling Somewhere

By Jane Remover

On Census Designated

Released on October 20, 2023

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He can’t stop watching me

I dance, I dance, I dance

On the floor, claw marks - and the back of my dress

He tucks his hands underneath

He makes a fist, he moves it around

And he walks

Tip the crown, know it’s wrong, but I had nowhere to start

Half a mind, half a brain, but just enough so it’s hard

Watch me down, know I’m bad, I always get what I want

Felt it coming off me, losing grip of his arm

It passed his knuckles and I asked to turn the pain up a notch

Hid my covet in the dirt, and I deserve it after all

Up and down on a mandolin, in a language we understand

I drilled that hole in my head, I’ve nevеr felt so ashamed

How to eat mysеlf alive, you taught me everything

Tip the crown, know it’s wrong, but I had nowhere to start

Half a mind, half a brain, but just enough so it’s hard

Watch me down, know I’m bad, I always get what I want

Felt it coming off me, losing grip of his arm

It passed his knuckles and I asked to turn the pain up a notch

Don’t leave it on

He can’t stop watching me

I dance, I dance, I dance

On the floor, claw marks - and the back of my dress

He tucks his hands underneath

He makes a fist, he moves it around

And he walks

He walks

I wring the water out the towel

But don’t get too close

I crashed the car, I saw an angel, and he watched me burn

With every step, I’m trying

Pry my jaw open at the ends

Didn’t touch the sink in two days

Said, “Are you proud of me, babe?

Are you proud of me, boy?

Are you proud of me, baby?”

I had a dream all my teeth fell out sleeping next to you

I had a dream all my hair fell out sleeping next to you

I had a dream I sunk into your bed, trails left behind

I’m covered in him and I’m scared this is all it’ll be

You play Jane, she stares real hard at the hole in your mouth

She sings along, you don’t even know who the song’s about

Is it true only tourists go to clubs in Miami?

And if you find out, never break your promise to take me there

And I cried, God, I’m so tired of being young

I had the time, now I just want to be the same

In a video of my corpse online - tampered