I can’t be bothered to try and redeem myself
So this state is what you’re left with
Try breathe into what was the life of me
The hair-down that turned septic
But is there really any reincarnation
Of those special bits once they’re messed with?
I had a right little monopoly on motive
Had all these parties I’d collected
It’s been years since I picked white crust
So God and I, we blessed it
Bored shitless since I
Rejected, rejected, rejected
And in life’s gluttonous irony
That’s the side of me I’ve protected
Was it ever really full of zest
If a chemical was what made it energetic?
Still I let it die, let it fall
And all I wanted just projected
I tell you “don’t do that, you’ll end up like me”
And on you run as expected
But I’m still looking for that little piece
Because since I got free I’m fragmented
As I got cleaner, older, more established
My mind turned more eccentric
I’m all over the place, mirrors and space
I float like I’ve got my fingers in the electrics
But the zap does come, I hit the ground
Needing some pick-me-up that’s expensive
I’ve got nothing to run from anymore
But it was that pace that head kept legs with
And I don’t think I was born for meander
So drugs and drink I made bed with
That bed turned cold, into black hole
I avoided total swallow and still I regret it
Yet another year earns a token
And to my efforts I’m empathetic
That little voice in my ear
Instructs so sweet to wreck it
But it would be the end of me, of this, of us
If I listen, and do, and let it.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 