Guilty pleasure, Longing for the better.
Countless endeavors, cups can't be measured.
In the end, it's all rubble.
Downing swimming pools,
Drowning in my own mother fucking puddles...
My mind backstroking in these bottles.
My liver fights back, as my throat acts as a nozzle.
I just want to be home, I just need to be home.
Ventured out the landscape, key'd the ignition.
Someone told me stop, but I never fucking listened.
Imprisoned, in thought, disraught, lost, chase, past, flash, fazed, dazed for days, blurs,
blurs,
blurs,
black.
it hit me.
-------
Speechless.
Surrounded by the lives I astounded.
Guilt.
By that thread, I am now bounded.
To the people that I hurt,
To the lives I took,
To the futures that have passed.
all because of me.
Now I stand at this altar, wishing I could alter the way lived.
Forsaken eternally because of potent fizz.
Drown.
