Flipping a page
Consult a fictional sage
Sing a dirge until I am pale in the face
Drool as I think taught
Loosen the old haunt
Caught up in a placement, how to set my pace
Following breadcrumbs
Slurring my chums
Disappear in an eclipse of moratoriums
Leaping off bridges
Lapping up my wages
Need a thought louder than these pendulums
I′m downright
Outcast
Waiting on a moment to casually scream
To feel right
So stand back
I'm loose on the tracks and I′m gathering steam
I'm holding back reasons like I should
It's an ill wind that blows no good
From the cradle to the anchor
I am a boilermaker aside
Faint at my old self
A midnight stumble through the pews
Tell my priest I′m turning grey
And the freeze has caught my lips
And the shame has turned to blame
And the blame forever claims
I′m downright
Outcast
Waiting on a moment to casually scream
To feel right
So stand back
I'm loose on the tracks and I′m gathering steam
I'm holding back reasons like I should
It′s an ill wind that blows no good
From the cradle to the anchor
I am a boilermaker aside
I'm criminally tossed
The rage pouring through my thoughts
Black hole fire, dark as death
Liberate this putrid breath
And I′m forced to relive
Over and over again
I'm a thief, I'm a liar
I′m a stubborn crawl over a trip wire
And the rage is engulfed in flames
As my conscience always disclaims
