It's a huge sh** sandwich And we're all gonna have to take a bite If I could mix your tears with burnt herb I'd inhale your pain If I could erase these years of misspent words I'd write again A love letter to ceaseless stormy weather To the knot around arms that is doomed to sever And the glue that holds these pages together s**ed from the soles of empty milk containers With my senses detained I feel saner
Fuel the cursive from the pen to paper Overdosed on a sigh And I'm saying goodbye Where do d** go to die? When there's no rights to wrong When your friends have gone A needle playing the same song Bled you too long And now every one light I see is sunset orange And the exit door is stuck with a rusted hinge Looking for a soul contained within a syringe Eyelids awake With that Friday night binge