Crawl Out (Alt Rock)

Some mornings I rise Spine wired for war Lock eyes with that liar in the mirror And almost believe it Almost Other days Already dead on arrival Old bones in a young machine Waking up just to carry the weight of what Of what Then the fog hits Not grief, fog No shape, no scream Just the hum of a dying battery Behind the half-smile The script The compliance I’m off-grid Unclear Fading I stay that way Until I lie the fuck down Until I Lie down Same face, same goddamn wall Same stare into nothing Into everything Into the cracks Into the fire Into the kiss and the knife Into roads that curve And walls that mock Into steps that vanish Into leaps that tear Into holes Holes I crawl I climb I bleed through Maybe tomorrow Maybe Still I move Burnt feet on glass Soul in reverse playback Every word a ricochet Every breath a fucking gamble He called it light addiction Like loving the sun was a sin But I never begged for his shadows I just stood Where the heat could burn us both If you wear a mask, I said Say it out loud But he blinked Nothing The silence wasn’t holy It was hollow A man-shaped absence Too scared to show his real shape Too proud to ask for help Lie down Same face Same wall Same stare into nothing Into everything The ache The rot The goddamn almost of what we were That slippery heart Mercurial Chaotic Still beating The holes Still the holes Them fucking holes I lie down again Performance over He blinked I didn’t Sleep takes me But not softly Not anymore