Skewed thoughts and late nights

Straight falls and crooked sights

Coulda used a hand once upon a time

But I decided to hide my candles shine

Don’t forget what you helped create

He who can’t live with fate

Destroyed once more than most

Hell in a dream more often than most

Live on the edge to find some peace

Breathing between the living and deceased

Could use a jolt of actual sincerity

But got some lies and electricity

Would you help a cause so lost

Can you find another living frost

Lost my soul in a raging flame

Lost you in something passionate and the same

Would buy forgiveness with whatever had

But none would work so end up sad

Look at the sky in November

Don’t miss a thing till next December

 Maybe the snow brought about a change

Maybe you saying hi was just too strange

Can’t deal with 2 decks of wrong

Just like I can’t deal with 2 lifeless songs

Detached from life the main emotion

Looking to make a fabled explosion

Waiting for the anxious hair trigger

The ticks of the clock go well with Jager

Not a drop too lat but oh so soon

Loved is the son like the moon

Too weak to hold up the heavy lids

It only makes sense after 3 straight mids

Now for comfort holding onto a nightmare

It’s no time to be selfish so be nice and share.