Now, I’m clean, for the moment at least
Put down to sleep tonight the sad beast
He can be touched whenever he sings
Can’t understand why to the pain he clings?
From time to time he’s not able to interact
Only sorrow and tears he seems to attract
She collects the syringes from the bathroom floor
Drooling like a zombie still he wants more.
Stupid and crazy for not stopping doing shit
One thought and his brain starts to drift
Caught in a hurricane like a small leaf
Blood dripping wakes him up as he hits the reef.
Cold and weakened body marching in the sand
Is it different or it’s the same ****ing land?
After hours of hunger in the sun he stops walking
Stones with both his fists he starts in pieces breaking.
At one point he sees in his shadow the devil
Staring at those bloody hands, he’s not this evil
Falling helplessly on his knees bursting in tears
Feels sorry for wasting till then so many years
Digging now a canyon to bury all the hate
Covering it with the few smiles and a sprinkle of faith
A sparkle in his eyes touched his soul by the sunshine
“…come here you silly sheep! You’ll be always mine”
You don’t know me then why do you hold me?
Who am I to die because others can’t stop to lie?
Changing me 24/7 confusing my perception
I crawl for peace and quiet, I don’t need redemption.