StreetLight!!

                                                              This rope, it burns.
                                                              So untie me.
                                                              The deduction of laughter.
                                                              Thought I was clean.
                                                              And quarantined.
                                                              Obviously they found me.

                                                              This Rope It Burns.
                                                              So Untie Me.
                                                              Think I could be any cleaner?
                                                              Call Me Crazy...

                                                              If you'd just shine.
                                                              Your brightest light.
                                                              Then you could flee (from the streets)

                                                              I've tried screaming.
                                                              And tuning out.
                                                              I hope they leave soon.

                                                              This is my last request.
                                                              Please just love me.
                                                              We can run.

                                                              This rope it still hangs here.
                                                              The sun slips down on me.