Saturday, May 9, 2015

Two Rooms


Another room away from me
Wondering where I came from tonight
Wondering if the distance makes clear
The things I could tell you
The ways I could be to you tonight
The ways I could be right
Take the shit I took today
And bottle up and throw down

On cement watch it blow up
Into my last three days
I can amuse myself with this
You're just a bystander

Can I help myself and who am I
To complain about anything? 
When you are just a room away
And in and out of sleep
I'm wondering about timing
And why it takes so goddamn long
To pull together
The things I could tell you

On cement watch it blow up
Into my last three days
I can amuse myself with this
You're just a bystander

Concrete to crack my skull
And bloody my fists
The sympathy I could win from you
 It's all I wanted
Concrete to crack my skull
And bloody my fists
The sympathy I could win from you
It's all I ever wanted in the first place

MM 2001

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