Desk jobs keep me sober, keep me clean Pages downed like liquor, 300 in a scene Hair falls in the mirror, chestnut on the floor Marie cut her tresses, but she still wants more Pain keeps time when nothing else will I say I’m in pain, I’ll be saying it still Trouble breeds trouble, that’s the rule of the game Even rebels bow down, rename the chains Addicts love the poison, hate it just the same Blessings turn to curses when you whisper your own name By 28 they told me, “Plan for 70 years” But today’s already broken, soaked in cigarettes and tears If I laugh when I fall, it’s a curse in disguise A trick I tell the gods so they won’t hear my pride Pain keeps time when nothing else will I say I’m in pain, I’ll be saying it still Letters home unanswered, silence wears my coat I wrote down the truth, but the truth never wrote Janis Joplin, bottle in hand Sang me down to sleep in a one-man band I came to Austin with 300 bucks Stars in my eyes and zero fucks I wrote songs to survive, sang lies into truth Risk and collapse are the wages of youth Pain keeps time when nothing else will I say I’m in pain, I’ll be saying it still Trouble breeds trouble, and the letters don’t speak But I’ll keep on writing till the silence leaks 2025 by Nikki H / GenXDreams
