They say the sky will come down in flames
but its always been burning
Paled over time the circles that we've burnt
will come back to feed
At our heels from tail to teeth
into the stomach of bile
Trained under gun and programmed 'till empty
A husk of human
Until it's undone
We're drowning inside
There's nothing inside
Anecdotal we're pinned by locks
Reciting riddles from Rome
We're treading deeper on a road
Someone has already named
You stumble through the door and you watch
As the tender pours another scotch
You cradle your hands to light a cigarette
Though no wind is in the room
But the Perfume
Cherosa...
And the "Lady in Red" wishes you were dead
You wish it too
Go ahead take it all away!
Start with my brain...
See if I care
She walks in beauty like the night and all that jazz...
My thoughts have careened into chaos and now I'm without control
I wanna go
out into the street
and me random asshole
will ensue
a violent brawl for comfort
Alas, amongst these bitter biting snakes
that writhe about my brain resides
a light
A light of sickening brightness...
Unscathed by the filth that consumes it
Attempting to rock it to sleep
Attempting to rock it to sleep
To sleep. To sleep. To sleep.
[.z]
