I did not RSVP
To the pity party
So kindly remove
My name from
The gift registry.
So melancholy,
But at least
I wear my misery
Gracefully.
Color me troubled
But spare me
The train wreck.
Stuck saying
"Let the lost
Get lost"
&
"Learn to enjoy losing"
Color me troubled but spare me the train wreck.
I'm already miles from home
Can't imagine a better place to be
Never a dull moment
When you rewrite
Your own history
Adrift on a sea of vagueness
And these idle hands
Are groping me
Into another
Longwinded backstory
We're no better
We're no worse
We're no worse for wear
We're no better
We're no worse
We're no worse for where
We are
But we're worse for where
We aren't
Let the lost
Stay lost
(With a head full of booze and less than choice narcotic, I don't agree with your words, but your voice is so hypnotic)
Let the lost
Stay lost
The old haunts
Have lost their spirits
If the corners of time
Could collect dust
We'd be up to our gills
In mites.
Kids these days
Live fast
Die fast
Leave a fast fucking corpse
The old dead
Must make way
For the young dead
And let the lost
Stay lost
The old dead
Must make way
For the young dead
I set these wheels in motion
Knowing the tracks led straight to a wall
I could jump ship
With no consideration
For anyone at all.
Derail! Derail! Derail! Derail!
Once again
I put down
The death wish
I'm pretty sure
Hell can wait
I'm still tossing
My heart and chasing
With my eyes
Closed.