I've been crying out in the dark for my own hand this you know, by the way angry rivers flow, like a blind man I could find my way back here; with open or closed eyes!
From where I sit, to where it is you stand a jaw clinched tight...
I run my fingers over your faces. I would say rest in peace!
The ones who said they love me, the ones whom are Now; NO WHERE to be found.
You have been laid to rest; by the way your heart is NO longer beating.
I've cried out for the last time, For my own hand like a man scorned,
let drinks cascade from my mouth to drain my heart; I turn my tounge to fire.
and shoot cupid in the knee cap.
I shall die alone...
without a bride to hold me with arms so soft; without a home to call me there.
Strike me drunk once again, or weed me out from those who do Not wish to be Saved...
deliver me; and let the Vodka run dry!!
