All but gone

I’m sitting in the smoke now
drinking from a muggy glass
wondering where it all went wrong
wondering why the good times pass
sitting in this loud deep silence
drowning in the foamy top
sitting in this smoky darkness
almost feels like God forgot
got me thinking I want off
dreaming of that wet beyond
that drip of death
the willow spent
and this dirty glass all but gone

So many wrongs don’t right

I’ve been wrong so many times before
blocked myself from going out the door
kept on thinking till my thoughts hurt
lost in the concrete can’t touch earth
drunk off the sediment
drunk off the waste
losing yourself in the display case
like a trophy of iron breaking the shelf
I’ve been caught up been lost to the self
drunk off the ground I find myself in
the coolness of gravel baked into skin
the feeling is breathless
It’s often not good
too drunk off of weakness
too often misunderstood

Never mention

Pull it in the wrong direction
breaking down the walls again
push it out the way it comes
never know the name it was
walk away with tears in eyes
come to sun through midnight
wake up fast
and don’t go back
pull it out in the wrong direction
the way it can’t go
the never mention

Yesterday’s sin

I paid a price
I wasn’t right
took the wrong road home tonight
can’t find my bed
I’ve lost my head
drunk off what might have been
I paid the price for lies I’ve told
sold myself and lost it all
drowned in what had never been
a bleak tomorrow
yesterday’s sin

Wrong and dirty

I did you wrong and dirty
played the victim very well
abused the aftermath
and made your world a living hell
but it was all to serve a purpose
selfish as it was
I needed to feel something
living life was just no fun
so I created drama
let myself go quite insane
I remember screaming
that you’d rue the day
you took your love away
left me with a broken heart
and all those other lies
as the truth of all this bullshit
is I was doing just fine
I did you wrong and dirty
played the part so naturally
it was all to serve a purpose
to selfishly let free
all the kept up emotions
regarding the life you’d never see

Blind eye

Turn a blind eye
to what is known
that wrong is wrong
it’s not for show
right is right
and wrong won’t do
you turn a blind eye
and pretend it’s through
all the bleeding
all the heart
everything we tear apart
to make excuses
make it feel okay
turn a blind eye
keep the faith

When the picture fades

Look, look here
we’ve got a problem
I fear
you’ve sung the wrong song
once again
now it’s over
now you’re dead.
Can you see it?
Is it real?
Do you know how
this time you’ll heal
without the breaking
or sick nuance
this time you’ll see it
you won’t get off.
Look, look here it comes again
the lies you told
the things you meant
yes, I have broken once again
the second story
comes to this end.

Grieving wrong

Trying too hard
is trying too hard
grieving so wrong
yes you can grieve wrong
walking on the grave
sitting on the dead
fuck the damn headstone
get it while it’s fresh
walk on memory
rewrite history
make yourself the victim
because you’re amazing
cover up the badge
and keep on dancing
just like the engagement
this is just recasting
trying too hard
is really quite telling
trying too hard
to keep that ass selling
on to the next
while you’re eating on his grave
just fucked the headstone
make that million dollar O face

Next

Let’s move on
thank you
let’s get gone
next
everything
keeps moving
momentum never stops
it’s churning
burning castles down
It’s fog
obscuring vision
you don’t want to see
let’s move on
before we bleed
thank you
thank you, next
on me
cry for help
what else it be
you got problems
they got trees
moving forward
gets pleading
do not learn
the lesson shallow
mist that obscures
the visions Hallowed
everything
comes to an end
see through
bedrooms
Heavens sent
let’s get gone
just keep on moving
thank you
but I’m still perusing
get the taste of everything
I say I’ve learned
but it has no meaning
thank you, next
a cry of fleeting
let’s keep moving
let’s get gone
before we see meaning
in what we’ve done wrong

Take the heels off

Who are you
to tell me I’m wrong?
That I need to
take my heels off,
that I don’t have choices
because I choose wrong
even if you don’t know my reasons
you say to take my heels off.
Who are you
to tell me I don’t know the truth?
that I don’t know where heels come from
or the health effects from use?
I don’t need to explain
I don’t need to waste my time
but since you know what’s right for me
why not be honest with me, alright?
Tell me you don’t want my voice,
that my choices are wrong,
that you feel empowered enough
to dictate the way I walk,
explain to everyone that we
we have been brainwashed
that only you have awaken fully
and the rest of us
just need to take our heels off.