Overture

Find myself in an ugly way
Can't stop thinking I don't think enough about the days
In my silver haze of glory and a maze of stories
Brought myself down to the tales that just bore me
Got myself around more snails that adore me
Telling myself it'll be better in the morning

Got my eight more lives to go
Shut myself down for one more slow
Got myself surrounded by a jack of no
Going down to Satan just to say hello

Second set incisions give me fucked up inner visions
I'm down sleeping with the fishes taking turns at eating snitches
Blasting at my soul to give me one more chance, revisions
Looking at my dream to shut down old time religion

You can't stop the tale because you're not even listening
Telling me to bail and go play with your kitten
I love that shit but I can't stop, I'm smitten
I have no choice because my contract is written

Time to sacrifice my own advice
Time to live under this sack of lies
Time to slumber on those circling eyes
Time to wonder what's got for these ties

Itching out that stereo



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Wilson
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