White Hot Ice
Never asking twice
Let the credits show up
Let the sounds carry on
Play this tune till you're sick of it
So we can prove to the world that this is who we are
No more lying and no more scars
I'm not a hammer of nails anymore
I left that behind on the last house
Walking away like a man but feeling low like a mouse
No matter how far we go
Those little spades fly in our faces like those bad headaches
It just irritates you
I'm cured from the cold but here comes the sweat
All of your expectations from me are almost met
I have to give you my white hot ice
Covering up the old smoke
Coming back from the dead
To end the reasons to pretend
This is what the daily shows refuse to show
I'm a visible ghost of who you thought I once was
Everything is coming together now
The mirror doesn't put negative nouns to describe me anymore
It just whispers in my ear
What are you doing?
Are you finally leaving?
Finally leaving all of this rocky horror mental show?
Do you love misery when you see it?
Take the brochure and sit down
I got three hours to ****
If being happy at life was a skill
Get ready for me to be not over the hill
Nobody does things the same way
But I seem to lack the right credentials
I'm a loose product
Of white hot ice
Melting but only slowly
Transparent and lying coldly
The steam wont cool down
Not until you tell me
If I'm worth more than the actor with $15 in his savings account
Am I just going to be another face to you?
Down on his luck
"OH, it's a genetic thing"  
That's why she said no to the $300 ring
A war is never won
Until you surrender
Surrender your skeletons
They were calling for more room
They got tired of being together
The divorce papers are on my desk
Laying where the dust rests
But my mind is still wide awake
From their bickering
I can't take the bleak diversity
Its fading faster than my sanity
I want to be normal but I want to be someone who faces a different end of the tennis court
I'm first come, first serve to Lucifer's palace
Better run before you get callus
I never wanted to be here
I wanted to be there
Where people just repeat the time again we haven't met a galaxy yet
That can do that
No, not just yet
Let's hope past lives exist
Because I never got to be a first start
I've always had to climb
Climb towards the simplest things
Nobody is to blame
Except myself
I'm white hot ice
And I'm sorry I burn
I can't help it, I'm just one of a million
Of one out of ten
Statistics show I'm still not going to make it
Make it to the next road
But I'll bulldoze my qualms
And wipe the dirt from my palms
Getting my mind to truly work
So I can concentrate on what matters most
My white hot rage blends in with my contentfulness
Is it worth it?
Will I make it?
Am I just white hot ice?
Waiting to be diminished?
So I can be the burn that only stays without a name?
Pouring my best parts into your drink
So you can evaluate and think
I'm not the drummer boy but I sure know how to look out of place
I'll devour my sorrows
And lend you the emotions I borrowed
So you can forget all about my transgressions when I leave the ground
I'm going to be hot until so long
I'll just become steam
Letting off some inner demons
So I can sit on the side within space itself
Telling it that I have nothing else to run to
Just my thoughts
Cover up the memoir and let them figure it out
I'm all about honesty but something has to be creative
I am somewhat up to that occupation
But I think it might be all I got
All I got
Good Intentions and secondhand smoke hazing into nothing