Swan Song
I fall to pieces every time
Fall to my knees at the mere sight
Of her standing in my door frame
Feel my projections flood right in
Transmission of serotonin
Head light, chest tight and heart is racing
Don't wait up but leave a light on
There's no telling how long I'll be gone
There seems no other way but to succumb
I'm holding on
But with this suitcase of pain I move slowly
I need to move on
The current is pulling me under
I'm gone, throw me a line, hold it tight
She's the opioid I just can't kick
Tie me off, I need another fix
If I go too long it makes me queasy
I hang upon her every move
A bat of a lash can tweak my mood
She is the sun and I'm a satellite
That's a wrap, this is my swan song
I've been playing this role for too long
I'll take my final bow, hold your applause
I'm holding on
But with this suitcase of pain I move slowly
I need to move on
The current is pulling me under
I'm gone, throw me a line, hold it tight
Put my feet in the fire
Like a moth to a flame
Here's to no more getting burned
I'm holding on
But with this suitcase of pain I move slowly
I need to move on
The current is pulling me under
I'm gone
Fall to my knees at the mere sight
Of her standing in my door frame
Feel my projections flood right in
Transmission of serotonin
Head light, chest tight and heart is racing
Don't wait up but leave a light on
There's no telling how long I'll be gone
There seems no other way but to succumb
I'm holding on
But with this suitcase of pain I move slowly
I need to move on
The current is pulling me under
I'm gone, throw me a line, hold it tight
She's the opioid I just can't kick
Tie me off, I need another fix
If I go too long it makes me queasy
I hang upon her every move
A bat of a lash can tweak my mood
She is the sun and I'm a satellite
That's a wrap, this is my swan song
I've been playing this role for too long
I'll take my final bow, hold your applause
I'm holding on
But with this suitcase of pain I move slowly
I need to move on
The current is pulling me under
I'm gone, throw me a line, hold it tight
Put my feet in the fire
Like a moth to a flame
Here's to no more getting burned
I'm holding on
But with this suitcase of pain I move slowly
I need to move on
The current is pulling me under
I'm gone
Credits
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