Born Again Virgins - Biology

Dear bad feeling, I’d say I’m through with you

Leave this body, go and find someone new,

Or retire, you’ve got no practical use

We show up flawed at the perfection assembly

Free handouts for the student bodies trembling

You can’t teach a lesson on a subject you’ve never experienced

And you can’t just write off these nightmares like

it’s a coincidence, it is not

With high fives, and back slaps, the stories they reenact

Now tell me, and be exact, how bad you want your virginity back

Disappointed treasure seekers dig a hole in your face

You can live with my strangers and the gallery opening is never

Sure as the sun rises at dawn I thought that bird would always sing to me

But this morning was a silent brick to the face dose of reality

Not another album soaked with liquor and gimmicks

You see it streams from my grey matter and I just spit it

Like broken knuckles courtesy bar fight

Another souvenir of the new york night life