Martingale

Martingale 1/1

I canter at the edges of the room
These guys drinking and looking

I go in the bathroom there are naked men on the walls
These guys are watching the door for me to come out

If I move forward
I feel like I come
back twelve

I look in the mirror
and I see myself as
a fifteen year old

Standing in a gas station in Pennsylvania
Looking into the eyes of a 30 year-old
for signs of my fate

I fucked him on a washing machine
These guys don’t know that

Every time I get naked I want to move that way again