Back to the slain
But this time the blade,
Won’t stop the pain
Digesting this
Is harder than swallowing bricks
Tooth chipped
Blackness on fingertips
Gripping for something substantial
Coming back with only a handful
Skipping lines I ain’t memorized
Replacing words I then realized
They told me all could be made right
If the lies we spit were out of sight
And that time wouldn’t wait for us
So we had to pull the weight of us
Watching the storm form
Clouds over my head
Wish i was dead
Rain,
Dripping over my lids
Stinging my eyes
I drowned in a lake of everyone’s lies
See-sawing the knife
Against my vein
To save my life
To keep me insane
Makes no sense
It should though
I was always past tense
It was all in last year’s show
Back to the razor,
Back to the slain
But this time the blade
Won’t stop the pain
© Trick-e Lyrics 2008-2009
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