The Parties

Smile in hell
Darling, it's what you have to do to live here
Where the rich men go
And what you learn to take
And what you learn to give
At the parties

Your life is a violent one
All bruises and lights
And frozen hands
And wishing you could die
It goes cold in time
Old inside the likeness goes
And the blood on the sink
And the nights on the road
Hoping for something

Where do you go
For a place, a home
When your whole life’s been denied?

At the parties