the lights are on but you're not home
you've drifted off somewhere alone
no questions here
somewhere that's safe,
a quiet place where you hide from your fears sometimes when you're out of rope
the way to climb back up's unclear
the walls you build around yourself
i guess they also keep you there are you afraid of what they thing?
whoever "they" happen to be
so you sedate and drown in vain
or are you hiding from the scars of your own reality?
a suit and tie to mask the truth you've got a pill for every day
its ugly head is starthing to show through the monster you're feeding,
your lack of perception
the things you will do
to fullfill addictions
the light at the end of your tunnel is closing
what is it that you're so afraid of exposing?
whatever it takes to keep your hands from shaking
you'd give it all up for what's there for the taking
the same things you're thinking might make you feel better
the same things that probably get you here (bridge).
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