“Torture” Hank Dogs, Half Smile

Tap a heartbeat on my pillow and curl up
As if in my mother still
I am numb from the brain down
You get high isn’t it natural
 Fill this room with love expand it out
Coming down from this is torture
Talked to Julie about morals
We laughed, not only had we none
We hadn’t even heard of them
Innocence, ignorance is, torture
I believe if it doesn’t exist in your mind
From every stranger you accepted a ride
I like the way you’re doing your time