Follow the tracks
And you'll find the body
Mind the barfights
Hang your tie from the balcony

Throw back the bottle
Empty your prescriptions from years ago
Clearly you haven't recovered
I'm just here for the show

I've made a mess of cleaning up my act
Wasting words on another blank slate
I can see through the bottle
I'm finally feeling numb

Collapse your lungs
Choking on the memory
Peripheral flashback
I can't remember your face
Robbing the graves
Stealing identities
I broke the mold when I sculpted your heart out of stone
I'm so sorry, I created you



I listened to Downtown Battle Mountain by Dance Gavin Dance about 30 times while i was writing. This is written in their influence.