Thursday, September 6, 2012

Bomb the Facades

I'm a devil in a demon in a young man's bones
Begging for a haunted heart to leave me alone
My policies are probably my own damn fault
So I'll pile on the problems till my roots all rot
I'm mellow, melodramatic; a self loathed star.
I'm a love, lover, lover's dream; alone at the bar.
I'm a death made of debts to the depths of many women
Who I blessed with a hex of muddy drinks and sweaty linen
I'm alive I'm a lie I'm as shitty as a fly
I can dive I can die I can burn the back of eyes
I'm a scheme of wicked dreams
A gleam of distant beams
A seam that can't be seen
But I'm me

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