Wolfrik
Skeleton City
I waited patiently as the the sun surfaced above the horizon
The first beams of light were eager to display the waste that lay behind me
To the naked eye it looked like a backdrop to fucking paradise
The difference between my vision and yours is just too broad naw it ain’t the same
Acknowledgement of this desperation only speeds up this degradation
Acceptance of the knife embedded only painfully points out the damage
Tell me what’s the use in keeping a crippled horse that keeps on bleeding
If he had a choice would he will it would he patch the wound or bite the bullet?

I’m walking scared and alone but the jump in my step won’t keep me up
Through a city built on bones
Oblivious delirious disgusted with this fucking crust
Sobriety is dangerous so drink you will and drink you must
The thing that sparks this damage is the thing that I hold dearest
I am fighting fires with gasoline
I’m fighting bullets with these screams
I’m fighting madness with insanity but this fucking bitch is killing me
Flatlining low was once my only foe

These cold and weak veins are flowing once again
In grace you will accept what you know you can never mend
These cold and weak veins are flowing once again
In grace you will accept what you know you can never mend

I’m walking scared and alone but the jump in my step won’t keep me up
This skeleton city is my home
The darkness dissipates as the light shines on the city gates
The sound of screams still resonates
Though ages past can’t be replaced
With a bottle up I’ll meet my fate
Within these walls of bones and waste
And I’ll drown this city in gasoline