Now
That I've
Forgotten
Off
The table
Out of
The
Market
Out of
The basket
And woke
Up
To see
You
In
A million
Different
Shades
And
I know
You now
And that's
Just
Too much
To take
It comes
In lakes
A fathom
To high
To reach
To low
To see
I'm sick
Even though
I'm free
And it's
Always
Been
Always
Will
Be
Be
Be
Because
I can't
Have
You

There is nothing
Like the wind
When it sweeps
You
Off your feet
The way
The walls
Stand purple
Filled
With dancing
Indians
The prickles
Of the pines
That walk
Across
Your back
Then
They tell
You
To go
Back
And start
Over

This zipper
Stays
Unzipped
It's stuck
I'm unequipped
For what
You
Are
Bound
To know
How low
Can
A person
Go?
I know
Because
That is
Where
I've been
Laying
Lying
How long
Has it
Been?
Months
Weeks
No one
Gets
In
Not because
I can't
But only
Because
I can
A man
A place
A time
A plan
It's not
Even worth
It
Anymore

It's purple
And red
Bed
Made
Head
Laid
I think
I
Found
What
I
Wanted?

Have you ever had a dog
Lookin you right in the eye
Rabid teeth and crooked smile
When your turn your back he'll bite
Have you ever seen a man
Livin such a sour life
Do you seek more solace in
In The day or in the night

I don't know the difference
I don't know the difference
Between the two (x2)

Have you ever met a man
Devils Fire blazing in his eyes
Burning bright he'll burn you right
Would you trust him with your life
Have you ever shed a tear
At a lost lover's grave stone
Does your heart beat swift for fear
Or keep a steady beat for love

Now you've got Jesus, the supposed savior
And then there's vampires.
Demons in the darkness.
I don't know the difference.
They're both just working for themselves

I don't know the difference.
I don't know the difference between the two.

Have you ever had a man lookin you right in the eye.
Rabid teeth and crooked smile.
When you turn your back he'll bite.
Have you ever seen a monster,
In the shadows of your soul.
Do you seek more solace in a sheath or in the coals?

I thought
It was
Terminal
Uniqueness
Leperacy
Feeling
Nothing
At all
So addicting
The purple
Trillium
The hum
Of home
Feeling
10,000
Years
Old
To many
Directions
No
Ease
Missing
Love
Bees
Knees
Nothing
Near
Just
Mem­ories

I think
I'll
Ingest
Some
Insecticide
Rid myself
Of the
Pests
Inside