Thursday, April 10, 2008

confessions of a heartless vegetable

TOOL "Sober"

There's a shadow just behind me
shrouding every step I take
making every promise empty
pointing every finger at me

Waiting like a stalking butler
who upon the finger rests
Murder now the path of "must we"
just before the son has come

Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
something but the past and done?

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
Why can't we drink forever
I just want to start this over

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
just enough to bring you down

Trust me

Mother mary wont you whipser
something but what's past and done

Trust me

I want what I want

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