Jumpsuit Occasions

Looking for the lost gentlemen, where have they run off to,
Foxes chasing hounds and then, don't expect a follow through, 

I strap my jumpsuit on,
In case anything goes wrong,
And I know it won't take too long,
Before we're all falling out of place again,

Everybody's whispering sweet nothings in my ear with velvet voices,
All the pleading is tugging at my heartstrings, but all I hear are noises, 

I strap my jumpsuit on,
In case anything goes wrong,
And I know it won't take too long,
Before we're all falling out of place again, 

A myriad of spices, but the flavor is killed by all my horrible past experiences,
Trying to be nice, yes, but my smiles have cracks, I won't take any chances,  

Marks on skin,
Scars on my heart,
The past stings,
Heartbreak is an art, 

Everything is rosy,
Early stages of course,  

You don't know me,
I've been though worse, 

Love me baby now,
Then leave me shriveled up,
I'll clamber back down,
And you disappoint me love,
But my helmet saves,
Me from losing my patience,
When you call my name,
It's called just another jumpsuit occasion.
You're just another jumpsuit occasion.

Jumpsuit Occasions

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