A Complication
Working on living I’m working on leaving I’m working on leaving the living grass looks much greener but it’s green-painted cement the mayor’s machines are there cleaning the pavement you can’t make dirt clean so we’ll just lemon-scent it Whenever I breath out, you’re breathing it in The Devil’s apprentice he gave me some credit He fed me a line and I’ll probably regret it I don’t want you to be alone down there To be alone down there, to be alone I like this My hell comes from inside, comes from inside myself Why fight this Everyone’s afraid of their own lives If you could be anything you want I bet you’d be disappointed, am I right? I know that starting over is not what life’s about. But my thoughts were so loud I couldn’t hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud I couldn’t hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud. And God I love that rock and roll! Well the point was fast but it was too blunt to miss. Life handed us a paycheck, we said, “We worked harder than this!” If life’s not beautiful without the pain, well I’d just rather never ever even see beauty again. Well as life gets longer, awful feels softer. And it feels pretty soft to me. Life it rents us. And yeah I hope it put plenty on you. Well I hope mine did too. I wasn’t always cargo I was once kind of my own It was always worth it That’s the part I seem to hide Who the hell made you the boss If you say what to do I know what not to stop If you were the ship then who would ever get on The weather changed it for the worse And came down on us like it had been rehearsed And like we hope, but change will surely come And be awful for most but really good for some I took a trip to the exact same spot We pulled the trigger, but we forgot to cock And every single shot Aw, fuck it I guess we lost Who the hell made you the boss? We placed our chips in all the right spots But still lost Any shithead who had ever walked Could take the ship and do a much finer job This fit like clothes made out of wasps Aw, fuck it I guess I lost There’s no work in walking in to fuel the talk I would grab my shoes and then away I’d walk Through all the stubborn beauty I start at the dawn Until the sun had fully stopped Never walking away from Just a way to pull apart Dehydrate back into minerals A life long walk to the same exact spot
