Still life

Wait to repeat, smothered by the heaviness

Waking asleep, what have you done to deserve relief?

De-create yourself until it comes to an end

Over and over

I'm on the edge and I can't breathe

(Split in two, black and blue)

All of the endings live with me

(I have nothing left, nothing left to lose)

A low ebb turns the tide

Exit the still life

The prodigal one shivers in shame

Breaching the quiet as the balance hangs

Appropriate compassion for the defection within

Pausing to survey the exit wound

Under the sign, born with a badness that bleeds right through

I can't see how tomorrow includes you

I'm on the edge and I can't breathe

(Split in two, black and blue)

All of the endings live with me

(I have nothing left, nothing left to lose)

If you want violence, take me

(Split in two, black and blue)

It's always tedious and brief

(I have nothing left, nothing left to lose)

Over, over, over again

Over, over, over again and again

When the world is bleached and broken

The suture begins to open

Nothing ends