Wine And Roses

Wine And Roses

Gut punched and robotic

Schedule’s clear as day

Feeling 20/20

But my eyesight fades away

I recognize the blurry page

As what i cannot say

I take it as a cue and hide

Inside my smokey haze

I try to speak but there’s a

Black cloud in the way

I can’t even scream

I try but the chords in my throat

Are only on display

I kid you not

I knew I’d soon be quarantined

Trapped inside my head

Right now it’s bogus boring Idiotic paranoia

People rising from the dead

This is my residence

It’s my entire fleet

I saw that bug follow you

From the path of the neighbors yard

Wait wait what?

What’s the matter with that

You say like some kind of

Kierkegaard

Oh my god

I’m hurt real bad

Call a doctor

Try to get me a bed

And they say it’s wine and roses

In the end

I went to the edge

I went to the edge

I went to the window

I went to the ledge

I made an announcement

I made a mistake

I made the decision

I decided to take

I made an amendment

I stepped on some toes

Feeling ever after

Or so the story goes

This is my own two cents

Just make ends meet

I saw that bug follow you

From the path of the neighbors yard

Wait wait what?

What’s the matter with that

You say like some kind of

Kierkegaard

Oh my god

I’m hurt real bad

Call a doctor

Try to get me a bed

And they say it’s wine and roses

In the end