As my thoughts race
Taking sips
Not knowing what lies ahead
But instead, I’d much rather remain blurry
Inhaling in a hurry, trying to forget the problems of the present
Only now I’m second-guessing
Do we get closer to hell as we wait for heaven?
Hanging over the bed never felt so pleasant
My favorite thing is my worst weapon
Looking in the mirror almost in denial
Crooked smile, second guessin’. Never learned my lesson.
But though this guess is second
It’s first in my eyes.
Something I used to despise became my way of life.
And an escape from all the strife.
Driving my life downhill
Under the pressure, I feel like I’ll fail
I never been much of a quitter
I’m pretty sure my family can tell
Now I feel like I’m under a spell
Forever loving the beautifully shattered
And clinging to a fantasy inspired by a piece of art
So I walk along the trail, trying not to fall apart
Don’t slip in the spill
As they continue to preach
The prayers they’re sending never seem to reach
But think before you speak
Hope is powerful but not easily held onto.
Like a child with a balloon
Don’t let yours go and watch it float toward the moon
Helping hand after helping hand
Bar stool after bar stool
Never seeming to grasp reality, been stuck in this rut
Not really feeling it, it’s in my gut
Some of these doors should’ve remained shut.
Ignorance is bliss but it doesn’t provide that much
For if it had been enough,
Then I know I would’ve already given up.
Never really knowing how much is too much
My conscience fights constantly
I just never listened enough
People just don’t understand, they never listen to us
Elevated enough.
Looking down at myself now.
My lust for clouds and my thirst for peace
Keep me at ease, as I ignore the devil’s pleas.
perfection.
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