Misery Street - A18

Another broken vow set against another broken vow

Your promises hold no water here

Another hopeless tone pacifies another heartless home

Your love is just smoke and mirrors

On behalf without a voice

I confront

In the stance of innocence

I confront

Another empty space occupies another crowded face

You couldn’t see me if you tried

Another sick react so fucking sick infact

The thought of faith just leaves me pale

Weight of distress rides squarely on your heart

Mid-shoulder and back

You’ve got too much to lose but nothing to live for

Put a rope around your neck to pick up the slack

Draw a blank

I don’t know what you’re looking at but you don’t see me

It’s clear one look into your eyes tells me you’re guilty

Wake this slumber burn out my eyes to be able to sleep

Forty-eight fucking hours awake on misery street

Call your soldier march of the damned or parade of fools

This is where I live