from by Manners



It isn’t hard to snap a neck with the weight of the world as leverage
Lowered into a shallow grave of paycheck after paycheck
Stuck between your wallet folds
is the cash you got for the childhood you sold
And now you’re wondering what happened

What happened is:
You sold your soul to buy the dream,
You were convinced “it would never happen to me,”
You bought a house with the money you saved,
You found the “perfect “ wife who felt the same,
You ate dinner every night at 8,
and every weekend was exactly the same.
Your perfect family became a machine
and now there’s no escaping.
This life we live, is it all a lie?
Keep wishing your empty life was something more than wasted time
Its all downhill from here,
a slow death making love to your office chair
When you come home late at night, the lights not on,
there’s no one there.
She left a long time ago with the money and the kids
and the life you shared,
now you’re left sleeping all alone
in a bed for two piss drunk and miserable.
Drowning in the cold sweats, you’re a nervous wreck
as you soak up the fumes and the toxins.
As you stare up at the ceiling fan
you wonder to yourself
“how the fuck did this happen”


from Pale Blue Light, released January 4, 2014



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