Flat footed and grinning with confidence

Theres a man coming down from the mountain
The one with the coals in his eyes
He’s moving so slowly that you’d never see him but he’s there

I was that boy in the moonlight
At the fence, singing my lies
And I’d love to believe you but you’re not the voice in my head

I was asleep in a daydream
And everyone I knew was there
My mom and my dad, and my older sister but the voice from my mouth wasn’t mine

Thats when I saw you sleeping
Resting your rose coloured eyes
I wonder if you dream about killing me softly, or stealing my eyes with a spoon

I woke up with a nose bleed
I just cried and went back to bed
Because every waking moment is my living nightmare that I would much rather forget

I’m so damn tired of them using my oxygen
All that they have they just get without trying
I’m so damn tired of you stealing my oxygen
burning my air into carbon dioxide
With all of that shit in your lungs, it makes me a little self conscious because I have them too
And I’m not the same as you I think
I cant be as empty as them
Because when I look in your eyes you’re just a machine you don’t see me, just pumping out numbers and facts. Theres a whole in your heart, its 14 by 60 you know because you measured it 12 thousand times in a millionth of a second its time to let a breath in because thats what the people do. Thats what the people do. Rake the leaves on your lawn, forget that the tv is on. Pick up the kids from school, then you can send me some poisonous mail.
I just want this summer to end, my friends just won’t call me, I’m running out of money. an unwilling contestant in your neo-psych mind games, I’m looking for cover while stuck in your high beams. I just want this summer to end. Don’t give me arms give me legs to run with. Don’t give me compassion, give me an ice pick and an hour with your heart and I’ll chip off the black
I just want you to stop it I just need them to stop it. Please just stop yelling I need peace and quiet. My brains in a day dream, my hearts at an away game. You’re not the one for me just drop off the rosary in the library box so that I dont have to see you. I got another call from an unlisted number and then I couldn’t sleep because I thought it was you but I remembered I’d never deleted your number its burned in my memory it probably some survey. All of this is here say youre probably out fucking Jeremie or something you probably love him. He’s holding you tightly so you feel safe at night while I’m entombed in my basement with my songs no one likes. And I wish I could die, I just want you to die. Please god just show me your wrath with a rapture, I don’t care about heaven I just want my bed. Because coals would be better than this, and who knows what could be better than this. Is this as good as it gets? Is this how the album should end? I’d love for it to end happy, it was all just a dream. But never with hands as bloody as these. So change your sheets for me, clean up the blood. Change your tone for me get rid of the mud. Inherit the world with your flowery death machines. open your eyes as you joke about irony. I’m not your friend just your next willing victim, if the world could be different I would end up convicted. And now its all over the drummers gone home, he took all his cymbals and I’m sitting alone. Because I dont have anyone, and I never will. You don’t have anyone you never will. And I’m so damn tired of you using my oxygen, all of your soul into carbon dioxide. And if Jesus could love me then daddy will love me if I buy the right things, and say the right things. It all will be better once we collide, it all will make sense when the worlds on my side. And now were sitting alone in that room, with all of the furniture pushed to the walls. Its covered in plastic so I wont make a mess, its covered in flowers and I don’t know why. And the words have all bent together, our goodbyes are all warped to one. Ive given up hope that the world could be normal so I’m sliding the knife in my head