The feeling of being caught sideways in a downpour
Heart soars, then falls short, cannot retort truth
Chewing a Baby Ruth with a sore tooth backwards ballcap
New straps, he's yelling again, but every day weaker
I think he's losing hope, who is he yelling to?
A shoe, full of concrete, flu, full of *****
Halley's comet, riding on it out in the dark empty
Simply living, dying to try, eyes on the finish line
Sit and dine on a meal made of your loved ones
Brothers, sons, Cain and Abel type ones, we're coming now
In the dark simple sparks ignite my oily eyelashes
Slashes, gashes, eviscerated ashes, potato mashes
The last shift, last drop of coffee spot page breaks
What makes the world go round, bad side o' town
Smile then frown, a king with no crown on his tooth
Let loose, unchain the caboose and tumble off track
React, that's how we survive
Motivation, purpose, drive
Today's a good day to be alive