threestrand

My cigerettes and coffee are fighting to corrupt my stomache
I feel dirty
Nights of drinking
Nights of dispair
I'm not alone in this
I'm surrounded by the dispair of other
We all revel in it's loneliness
We pretend it's us alone
We know this misery is common
but we have to remain somewhat special
Otherwise what would we be


I don't want to continue with that thought
I don't know if it's honest
I like to lie
I lie to everyone
I lie to everything
I lie to my senses
I don't know what's real anymore
There's only so much you can twist your body
before it forgets the truth of anything
I need a new lie right now
Something I can wrap my lie of happiness in
A figurehead
A grail
A blind faith
I want to revel in the glory of a god I created
It's easy now
I'm starved for it
I can make myself believe almost anything these days.