Album: Metastasis
Walking the same dark alley, this with conviction
Eyes set straight on the street lights ahead
With the blinders built by experience
My ears stopped by sobriety
Lessons learned from my mistakes
Make my legs move me past distraction
Will to power perseverance, push past to the pavement on the other side
Ghosts go up in smoke
With the fire of a new day's sun
They can't haunt me anymore
I can see straight through them now
Recognize they're just shadows of what has passed
But a familiar voice with familiar words
Reminds me of forgotten fantasy
Caught between the cold brick and that dark pit
I choose to fight
(Come back my old friend)
You're wrong the old me is dead
Starved by sleepless nights of withdrawal
It only takes the right word, the right phrase, the right price to put me back in the gutter
Stop my ears or chop them off
Bind me and drag me back home
This voyage was doomed by the course I set
And my sails full of holes
She calls to me and offers escape
Not from this alley but this world
A tempting offer to give up the fight
To give up life and just sleep
Shortcuts waste time if you don't come out alive
Does the fly rely on its strength when facing the web of a spider?
I was wrong the old me's not dead
He was sleeping just below the surface
Waiting for her to tell him to awake
And I'm the fool who walked back into her web
So now she'll feed on my flesh
Staring at the clouds from my concrete casket
I realize now I should have taken the long way home
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