Copied from Meth Kills
Oh, my God, I think I've crossed it,
that line near which no one should ever go.
If only for a sample of any ordinary day,
But I don't think I can ever move that slow.
Foresighted mirrors etched with thinning faces;
Polished glass, foggy rooms, demons in between.
Plan new destinations but where it always takes us
Is a whole new place that we have already seen.
Things aren't pretty just because of their name.
Some stay to injure another day, some lay down and die.
If I had watched the ferryman before the boat came,
I would never have allowed myself to live this lie.
All along the hallway there are people who know me
But only in so far as they wish they could gain.
They seldom leave me alone, live their life to roam,
And wait to smile while watching me go insane.
Stop, God, please, I need to get off here again,
I need to just end this treacherous game.
I won't live to pass go, won't get out of jail free,
And rolling the dice just no longer feels the same.
Oh, my God, I think I've crossed it,
that line near which no one should ever go.
If only for a sample of any ordinary day,
But I don't think I can ever move that slow.
Foresighted mirrors etched with thinning faces;
Polished glass, foggy rooms, demons in between.
Plan new destinations but where it always takes us
Is a whole new place that we have already seen.
Things aren't pretty just because of their name.
Some stay to injure another day, some lay down and die.
If I had watched the ferryman before the boat came,
I would never have allowed myself to live this lie.
All along the hallway there are people who know me
But only in so far as they wish they could gain.
They seldom leave me alone, live their life to roam,
And wait to smile while watching me go insane.
Stop, God, please, I need to get off here again,
I need to just end this treacherous game.
I won't live to pass go, won't get out of jail free,
And rolling the dice just no longer feels the same.
