Heels real and imagined grind on my skull
To the hospital at the bridge pay the toll
Rich and territorial start up a poll
For how many poor they will cull

Put on vans with the worn out sole
Head to work and fill my role
Everyday I sell out losin my soul
Getting harder to keep my cool

When everything is ****** life or death
Break a bone lose it all in a breath
Cant afford the upkeep on my teeth
So I hang with friends and smoke leaf

All decay all falling apart losing heart
Calls today say your wasting it your so smart
**** them I dont even know how to start
Writing on the wall saw it on a plummeting chart

Collapse into the past we wont last
The fashion is getting trashed
Faded today tomorrow I'm passed
Curtain called coffins filled with ash

Saw beauty once and someone bought her cash
The city lights are pretty but its a world behind glass
City streets are gritty and you'll get taken with the trash
Acid streaks, empty cars, jump and you won't make a splash

Burn a sedative, grey clouds over my head
Toss and turn, fourteen hours then im outta bed
Ten hours to pretend I'm not dead

Look out to the coast, look out for the ghosts
Its those old posts that will chase you the most
While you make a toast ice cubes and frost
In your glass fine taste kept a high cost
Just tell yourself its worth all that's lost

Faust broke bread at your table
Took your hand and wrote your label
Sable eyes dead but working and able
Job with ties has you working and stable
Odd that its all lies faker than fables

Look out at the sky where birds sing cheerfully
Took out my words and sang them wonderfully
A fool without a sword who says life is beautiful

He's filled with holes deep and bored into his skull
Ate his fill of drugs cause he was bored out of his skull
Filled with holes from deep wounds eyes gone dull

Label me a radical, a criminal, a ******* liberal
Eyes are critical and logical, thoughts are cynical
I am lethal, I am suicidal, maybe homicidal

Your fealty to the wealthy is filthy
This city made of many is ******
Somebody over fifty makes the money

Won't get better can't even send a letter
Careful if you tread here below is a shredder
Its a tax evader tears apart people and paper

One ******* on the roof looks to the ******* on the floor
Profits through a glass roof raining shards onto the floor
"Stop It" "It Hurts" "Where's the Proof" "Here's the Door"

No money, no ***, just drugs
So funny, so psychedelic, just dregs
Get money, get ***, just a wallstreet ****

******* if you don't care ******* if you don't believe it
***** to be you below getting ****** and no one gives a ****
***** to be you above ******* without consent, leave a cheap tip

I think about it
and forget about it
The past haunts me
it runs away with me

Abducting my body
its hard to stay steady
Old pains are fresh
stinging scars on my flesh

Ignore it and stumble on
choke it down never let on
Gotta keep it together
or be alone forever

I don't know who I am
but I do the best I can
Fragments of personality
coalesce randomly

Creates the illusion of a person
hiding a ghostly orphan
Shadows of myself hide inside
forgotten and set aside

I hardly remember who I was
who am I the thought gives me pause
Maybe an afterimage of myself

Money, can buy me anything
But if I had to name just one thing
It would have to be nothing

Some say love is all you can want
But all it ever left me was a haunt
A broken heart shriveled and gaunt

Maybe friends can make me smile
But they never want to stay awhile
Here one day gone in a mile