Angel Suits

I want peace up in this world that's all I ask for
My heart beats when it shoulda quit on the last pour
Night streets an escape when I can't find it here
Light meets caves but to find the exit aint always clear
People meet trauma but never know pitch black
Satan wore an angel suit I still aint got my shit back
My mind gone I ponder the past routes
You shine on though you're a passed doubt

Trust a funny thing only friends can abuse it
Dust bunny for these dreams they end up in this music
Lyrics that never leave and a pen that always bleeds
I'm the worst critic when I try to write out all these pleads
How I'm coping be subtle to cause no disturbance
Though I'm hoping that this puzzle has an end to the hurtin
Black rings beneath my eyes straight out of Tim Burton
Satan pulls strings while I cling on to these sermons
Seems as a kid church brought the hope
I see what they mean for people to find peace in dope
Or peace in a drink cuz this cup a glass castle
But you can break it in a brink when your sober side battles
Cuz everybody thinks life better when you flip the tassel
But in school you get the help while in life you just a hassle
If you're feeble minded these demons go for fragile
So hold tight to good times that'll be your paddle

I wish for gravel roads chicken eggs on the morning stove
Foggy fields and creeks with croaking toads
With dad on the porch waiting for crops to grow
Now he's only dust with others 6 feet below

But them times in the past what you wish will never last
And the questions never asked erode with dreams already passed
I keep walking with a stumble Pinhook got me trashed
Writing gets me talking endless spittin from the cache