The times get harder, but I get stronger
I can’t way for the days to get longer
I denied forever, but I now can’t help indulging
Well, if I really want it, why stop it evolving?
I’m holding something tight, it knots my guts
I feel it twitch and twinge when my eyes shut
Twist and whinge, it won’t achieve much
I’ve never lost when I white knuckle to clutch
So much I don’t get, so much I don’t want to
So blessed I have you there to run to
One of the lucky ones, I am, finding you so easy
But if I do keep indulging, will it push you to leave me?
On these dark evenings my mind can’t help match
Still I burn in the yearns of my nasty traps
I got the muscle for it, but how many laps?
Cos I can’t keep running when things start to attach
And I quite like how we merge, how we latch
That’s why I feel tougher, perhaps
Still, I can tell, I’m due something to snap
So I hope you know how to clean up a relapse
Dark by afternoon, dinner in the pitch black
Cold as I wake up with my knees dug in your back
I go through the motions, work hard to collapse
Long days and long naps
I want to be free, make art and create
I want to be kind, shake off what I hate
I want to be alive, have a clean slate
I want to be jacked, one touch just to break
You offer liberation, consideration
Exhilaration, augmentation
How lucky to find such a collaboration
I’m starting to outgrow the dedications
To the traumas that tortured
And promised a life stationed
In the nooks of my creation
Who gives a fuck if it’s morbid or it’s arctic
If not everything I do is fun or cathartic
If the batteries dead, then recharge it
And let me stop beating the carcass
You aren’t what I hear in my head when it gets bad
What I see, what I think I deserve, or what I’ve had
You aren’t delivered to destroy me
And you stop the evil dance of my own hands
When they reach to beat dust
On the very spot I stand.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 