A fresh stage is set and I'm stamping this day as the day I finally cleansed the clouds and crossed your name.
You've taken a fall from your pedestal and I see you now, with your domino on the ground, my fair-weather friend (that's a kind way to put it), my boiling point can't cook up a better fit. I've played your ruthless game for the longest stretch, I let a ******* decade slip through my fingers; and I've still lingered, for the sake of something I can't recall anymore. Your betrayals are the mindless hand to an hourglass and I'm counting the sand you spilled. No sea of apologies can wash away this wreck. I'm done with pointing fingers and holding daggers to your neck. I'll lay my shield and armour down, and walk you out.
A fresh stage is set and I'm stamping this day as the day I let your hand and my grudges go and asked your ghost to stay.
So is my dog god as I have ordained or am I a madman, absolutely insane? His birth name is Domino he picked it himself... a black and white pit pup he jumped on a shelf and down came the bones that anointed him so. Domino Dominus both names mean God, but to me he's a best friend and sometimes my dog.
People are like dominos arranged in neat lines perfectly happy not knowing they are aligned to fall and someday one will collapse and then the next one and then the one after that until they're all on the ground
too many times have i taken the time to individually place dominos to have someone else knock them down before i’ve even finished.
and too many times have i taken the time to try to build myself up for someone to break me down before i’ve even finished.
they’re scared of what i could make of myself, but what they don’t know is that falling down and getting back up just made me stronger. i have gotten used to the change in altitudes, but you still need an oxygen mask. (steal the air from my lungs as i steal the light in your eyes)