Little Cable Boy

I left the Mourning Cloak in the kill jar
Said "I got no strings to hold me down"
Iris sucking light like a dead star
Battered up in a phone box bleeding

He pauses at his own reflection
He wonders if it's too late to shut it off
You're dreaming in a big black bubble
You dream until the sky goes dark

You're still awake when they start cutting
You're toe to toe in a dance with your demons
When it's easier to look away from it
Easier to let the sin bloom

But help's not coming
So you better start running
But help's not coming
So you better start running
But help's not coming
So you better start running
But help's not coming
So you better start
So you better start
So you better start running

I know the devil when I see him
I'm looking right into his eyes
Under the long arm
Of the man, the mob, and the holy ghost
I am under no disguise



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Biri
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