are you a sign or a fat zero?
born again or fucked to shreds?
did you lose your way on your long trip to nowhere?
look at me and deny I'm as honest as I never was
would I even blink once if you crawled in bleeding and screaming?
empty your pockets and read out your name
know you're not yesterday's somebody
nothing holds you down
something holds you back
we're diorama trash
trapped behind the glass
you could be more than a song
you could scale the dizzy freakish heights
I could hold your spoon and fire food at the half-wits
we could bury your stillborn
play David's harp (the headache cure)fight your corner blindfolded
flailing and stamping and losing