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from Pale Blue Light by Manners

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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”

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from Pale Blue Light, released January 4, 2014

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Est. 2010 in a barn in Connecticut.

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