Monday, April 26, 2010

Blood in the Toilet

Free falling black days
from someplace far away
leaks tonight, bleeds tonight
So I flee tonight
to see again
to breathe again

Twisting and turning
running from the light
and the chill I feel
How to break the unbreakable seal
the power which is not real

These dark days
that emotions play
raises the hair on my arms
filled with succubus charms
somewhere amidst the silent alarms
So I flee
to taste again
to touch again

And I can not see past
the smoke and the ash
the sweet smell of tobacco mixed with hash
I feel like I'm falling
and falling fast

These angel wings are useless
making me struggle for something fruitless
caught red handed with my guard down
a flailing silly little clown
watching his ship run aground

What happens when you can't grow up
won't grow up
hurts so bad you throw up

And here they come
asking questions again
trying to steal my pen
So I freak tonight
So I break tonight
flee tonight
to breath again
to see again

try so hard to wash away
buy it always comes back to play
to laugh at you
to leer at you
to remember you

it always comes to remember you
like you were before
with you Angel wings
standing ready at eternity's door
thinking you need nothing more
and so you soar

And so you fall
so they break your balls
and all the time you wish
for those pleasant halls

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