Hell's Dj

Hell’s DJ By Kevin Robey May 20, 2014 Let me set the scene Come, gather all around A man stuck in repeat Like a broken record player It’s happening again As the DJ scratches his wounds... He's bleeding; weeping once again Desperate to flee this record on repeat But here he is again, no one else to blame He’s breaking promises again and again There’s no one left to help He chased them all away They couldn’t stand to see This record on repeat As the DJ spins again... He’ll never mend his wounds They’ll keep on bleeding out Closing his eyes for a while Soaring above the words she left Cliché to say he’s thinking of her His blood is poisoned by these memories He cuts again to wipe them clean The DJ commands and he obeys... He isn’t real, this man’s a ghost Don’t be deceived by his pleas It’s hollow here in this domain He’ll suck you in, down to the drain Don’t try to sing his helpless song Stuck on repeat, you’ll hum along He’ll lure you in with teary eyes You’ll watch him bleed into your sky C'MON DJ SPIN THAT S***! Now that you have seen the man stuck in this dream It's time for you to move on from this record on repeat In a single spot light surrounded by darkness He'll fade to the liner notes of your history The record will stop and he will find peace In the silence of night where nobody speaks.. ..Until the DJ spins again...