Babylon Hath Fallen

Greed left a trail of crumbs for you to follow Don't ask why you can't put your hands on me I am the deepest, darkest part of the ocean floor That we've established is too dangerous to explore You’ve managed to be a victim but i'm still so ing angry when you told me everything, my heart simultaneously shattered But through the cracks, leaked a heaping pile of hot vengeance that I have yet to acknowledge Because you haven't either Crashing like a stock market, a party that hasn't even started You're the biggest and darkest half of the ocean we've left uncharted Too dangerous to explore and just not worth it I breathe your lies like cigarettes I live for the painful disappointment in my lungs but I enjoy it And that's why I'm here and you're there Sometimes I imagine running into you on the street The stop signs seem extra reflective when I reflect on those dreams Sometimes I imagine climbing your shutters like a rock wall But I already scale suspended ladders hanging over hellscapes Pretending I don't see the fall So much leaking vengeance from my vanquished heart Leaning into melodies I feel are fighting for me I can cling onto them instead of you I relapse into the way my ear buds scream So I don't have to I left my heart in a locked jar with a key You wouldn't open it up to see a note begging “remember me” You know why you can’t put your hands on me Greed left you a trail to follow And so you found a way to leave me more demoralized than incentivised Recreating such taste like the oracle of Apollo We’ve been at sixes and sevens all year long Beckoning sins to sedate you with a shot at heaven You’re blurred lines of bigotry were just hush money That can’t buy me happiness, but it can be a catalyst Just board yourself within the squares of the dwellings you claim to long for Lifelessly laying, more shambolic Than the clusters of my unused love notes I find in old pockets Swim into the riptide of my leaking hot vengeance It’s not bad, it’s morally ambiguous Am I a fool for confiding in you? For confiding in this? It’s not discrimination, we’re asymmetrically ambiguous