You can't erase a blank slate
you flipped a coin and made your choice
it's been a while since you made your mark
you've gotten used to pissing in the darkBut you can't go back so you just look for a door
on the current day in a river of endless hallways
you go and wait in your dusty attire
can't bring back all those burning desires
go back to the bitter roll over
There's no finish line for a divided heart
feel the horns in your side
...
Roll another cigarette
smoking now and soon you'll forget her
your silver lining and a better timing
cause there's no crowd for one on the way down
(Just look in his eyes)
