it all come back to this harlequined relation

i sit here bumbed and dulled

this pill erasing all the pain thats left

i left myself half but i go back for more im fucked

still the only thing that makes sens is that last treble cleft

im beside myself with pity and contempt

this line right here is nothing but a sad attempt

to free myself from this spell you have cast

set fire to the mast, i cant forget my past

the wolves are back and they bite at my heels

they dont understand what it is to feel or how to deal

i dont want to kneel, i want to know this is real

this feeling is sureal this pill quickly becomes my last meal

i hate to dissapoint you yet again

one after another its all a dead end

there just none of my honor left to defend

so i do what you want, like its my idea, i pretend

my thoughts are turning dull callous and cold

i gotta hold on to this idea lest i behold

an ideal of what is supposed to be

according to mee im supposed to be free

im a rogue angel fallen from grace

not knowing where, my sadness to displace

so i hold it all in until i commit my sin

then im stuck here swimming trying to break even.