saw the light at the end of the tunnel. looked like tungsten.
can't see a straight past when you get hooked, right, young sin.
the tide rose, my ride slows, the suicide note, my eyes closed.
your pride grows, as the slideshows, play above the casket.
death served like bread in a basket.
feels like head in some plastic.
steals your soul and the breath from your last hit.
it was the last hit.
you'll move on. try to forget about it, anything helps.
but how could one think about anything else?
matter of time and place.
fates twine and lace.
everything is different when you find escape.
keep your mind and wait.
they've got your name, address and signed the date.
no questions answered.
what you do is what happens.
nothing went as your plans were.
You Can't Practice For Madness
break the glass, take the past.
who do you think you are?
create the glass, make the past.
it's none of yours.
it's the mirrors business…
ain't fell asleep in years just fall apart and pass out.
fill the hole with whatever you call a heart and cash out.
crashed the lincoln in the wishing well.
smashed the weekend on a beach with that fishing smell.
woke up. throat choked shut. try to vent. rope broke. fuck.
the dope won't cut. no hope. no luck.
no go with the flow the boat don't show up.
replacement must be made.
complacent trust, we wait.
run in place until you won the race.
dig it like a dusty crate.

it all begins with the first step.
the decisions you make, could be the worst yet.
i fucked up once, a day, i stay, i may leave you.
i say, i may believe you. it's not working out.
what library are you in? i'm certain now.
nothing happened like you thought it would.
went from hat to hat until you got it good.
smell like rotten food shouldn't have bought it dude.
i never read that book.
it all begins with the first step.
the decisions you make, could be the worst yet.
i fucked up once, a day, i stay, i may leave you.
i say, i may believe you. it's not working out.
what library are you in? i'm certain now.
nothing happened like you thought it would.
went from hat to hat until you got it good.
smell like rotten food shouldn't have bought it dude.
i never read that book.