Imaginary blank CD
Like what you see in me
How much longer
would you take this
Fake this
And blame someone else
for not filling you up
Can you breathe me
Inhale just me this time
so I can tell you everything
will be just fine
Will be just fine
And scratch my back
like you scratch a CD
And make me jump
and skip
when you put it inside
Even though it is blank
Imagine it
Imaginary blank CD
The one you forgot to record
Still did
You should have turned
up the volume
to remind everyone
that you are a master
scratching
burning
taking everyone on a trip
while shooting blanks
in the dark place
Faster the spin
Waterfalls again and again
And you’d take their last dime
for one of your CDs
That’s what a master does
Blood red and white
A pretty site
No room for feeling blue
The right song is always in cue