what’s left outta nothing
got stuck in my eye
kissing a stranger
with a final goodbye
stand there in anger
because it’s been on my mind
threshold of disaster
the illusion of time
carry me out
take me back home
I’m sick of this river
a new place to roam
always been a dogkicker.
I feel thru my bones
hurting like hell
Hades is a ghost town,
ya know
do not point your finger
or spit on the floor
the lies from your father
or truth from a whore.
it’s all getting stranger
lay down on the floor
won’t need a blanket
the fire keeps us warm
to wrong one another
or to open a door
one feels violated
the other wants more
a seedy motel
who’s driving this boat

I don’t have a conscience
she’s drunk or it’s smoke
is grace in a savior
some will say no
is it all I’m my mind
I’ve thought that for years
although I’m wrong
all the time...