Fragment #2

A steady aim/

Up so high I can't feel the pain 

The bullet flows from your fingertips

So effortlessly like a thousand times before/

You wreck my brain for an answer

It's never like you swore

Am I a little less to you?

Can I open my chest a little more?

You hold me for a moment/ 

And I can see the sky

A supermagic takes hold, and I am healed again 

I can crack me open, fill a little more of me with you 

My cup so empty, I get drunk on anything