15 Ativan (Song for Erika) - Foxes In Fiction

15 Ativan, alone in a townhouse rented to a kid

Don’t call an ambulance, cold, alone

She knew it’d take a while

She held on tight to the dreams she had as a kid

She knew it’d take a year to kill the fear

Cold nights spent outside

A phone book filled with named of people she would call

Will you spare your time and share your crime