Problems get bigger so pour more liquor
Livers get sicker as I chase a few figures
Faded pictures the past moves quicker

When enemies turn to friends the time of mercy begins
When friends turn to enemy it's time for mercy to end

Watch the mania in my eyes
Hysteria escapes my lips
Wisteria enters me in sips

Louder quieter see you later
Careful on all those risers
When you go meet the miser
Ask him the cost ask whats lost

Work and chores all for the poor
And they will all ask for more
Pump blood till the heart is sore

Follow our pied pipe with an empty head
He wraps it in cords and melts the meds
Needles wires pins and stems
These will fill the empty hand

Citizens everyone of us
Future of business in the class
Passionless, as I pass into the middle class
Fall in line with all the rest

Boss said its time too get paid
Ghost say its best to learn a trade
Make a nest and live as a slave
Only alternative is an early grave

Citizens everyone of us
Irons and gears in our rust
Leaders that make the devil blush
Under foot the meek feel the crush

Decay on the highrises death before our irises
Ashes make me say less make me feel blessed
Blindsided by the crash burning up to fix it
Strings of violence chasing after finances

Small towns raised from dirt left to the curb
Suburbs running from filth is what I deserve
Moneys the only master left to serve
Reach out and grab it if you got the nerve

Im still haunted by your embrace
Long after ive forgotten your face
Remember you were all hope and grace

I wonder if your still the same
The brightly burning flame
Do you still obsess over the game?

Hope swirls round and round the holes in my head.
Heart pulses pound  pound as I roll in my bed.

What do I live for? What do I die for?
Do I want more? What would it be for?

Just trying to close my eyes but I'm in the deep end again
Just trying to lose my sighs but I'm depressed and its a drain

I'm golden and jaded a dreaded choker round the neck
Rhymes sodden, faded, and overstated what a wreck

Maybe feign my death just close my eyes and finally rest
A baby cryin for breath so sözel; lies sandy easily infest

Every nook of life filled with uncomfortable grains
The ground shook as I lied with comfortable pains

Friend of mine lost his mind
Line by line  he left it behind
And he left me in kind

Burnt brain, burnt foil
Emotion came to boil
Turned black as oil

Laughter died long after the eyes
The lies he plied were just a guise
Never wise in a bed of maggots and flies