I’ve been pouring on cement
I’m  in up to my face
Exploiting  my demons
Laying myself to waste
It doesn’t really get better
That’s  just something they say
No,  we’re all racing to the bottom
Let’s skip to the last scene
I  want to be here to watch it all
Don’t pray for me
I’m not blind
I’m just sick
Endlessly  looping concrete
Rubbing stiff knees in the back seat
Feeling indolent
Sleeping and dulling sprained ribs and mucus with codeine and compliments
When all our stickers are peeled off of the bathrooms that we shit in in the places that we visit, i’ll have nothing
Nothing to show for this
I don’t want to get sucked under the tracks
I’m not eager to prove myself right
But i keep shoveling coal under the boiler
This train is bound for hell
The brakeman has resigned
(racing to the bottom)
Apart at the seams
(racing to the grave)
This is a time piece
(racing to the bottom)
Let’s skip to the last scene
I want to be here to watch it all
Don’t pray for me
I’m not blind
I’m just sick