i am realizing i am damaged
wondering how im still alive
it's a legitimate thought from
an illigitimate kid
who played hopscotch with run and hide
the front door swings wide open
light fills up my tomb
voices scream through hollow beams
is change here in the room?

 the only change i made today
 was for cigarettes
 you got a match for me old moon
 cause im here in this shot recliner
 and im gonna break down soon
 the lights went out in this heart of mine
 the same day he crossed
 the line
 and the room still spins
 and smells like sin
 and my thoughts are still benign

blackened hair holds
pink barrettes
but the part was never right
shades of grey spit
blue regrets
into a sleepless night
humming breaks the silence
the morning starts anew
sisyphean task
with a whiskey flask
has changed my point of view

 the only change i made today
 was for cigarettes
 you got a match for me old moon
 cause im here in this shot recliner
 and im gonna break down soon
 the lights went out in this heart of mine
 the same day he crossed
 the line
 and the room still spins
 and smells like sin
 and my thoughts are still benign

 my thoughts are still benign

thoughts are still benign

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