Down that same road again
Down that same old drain
You’ll be my cold friend
Dealing in devils and pain
Out in the bushes, a man digs a hole
Deep in the dark, he buries his soul
Sick of attention and covered in mold
Whispering secrets that never were told to his friends
Meant to descend
Gift wrapped greediness
Looking for love to exchange
Fell through her trapped door kiss
Into a firing range
Stabbed with a splinter and clubbed with a gun
Cooking my precious wounds in the sun
Starry-eyed travelers complaining of fun
Sick of excuses and ready to run for my life
Meant to descend
I did this to me
To tear down my speed
To have an excuse to be used
Convex bedpost
Mirrors caught in my eye
Roadblock hairflow
Creatures feeding inside
Sugary promises written in stone
Thrown away wallets, the money all blown
Plentiful pockets with the opening sewn
Wishing for safety to cover these bones with a dream
On the way, lost my speed
Forgot about my focus
Each leg of the centerpiece
Stepped out hard and broke us
Silenced on sofas and muted at meals
Discomfort loves, the time that he steals
Tricked by our memories, distracted by deals
Even the fool is sure what feels he deserves
Meant to descend
I did this to me
To tear down my speed
To have an excuse to be used
Down that same road again
Down that same old drain
You’ll be my cold friend
Ill be the heat of the flame
Night after night I lie waiting for sleep
Down in the doorway, clothes in a heap
Clock on the mantle preparing its beep
Love was a moment too short to keep so it’s gone
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