The Words

So you’re alive
Not long
It gets better
No
What goes around
Not really
How did you last this long
Lashing down the skyward lines you use to feed yourself
Liberty and lies like so much cancer meant to binge and purge
What about that second chance
Won’t come
Maybe tomorrow
I don’t think so
There’s got to be something
Get a clue
No one’s alive to save you
Lashing down the skyward lines you use to feed yourself
Liberty and lies like so much cancer meant to binge and purge
And the lasting days of this life gnawing at your feet
The worms have come to claim you as one of their own