Hand Behind

Pale light shines in lifeless eyes
The soul is thin
My gaze is fixed but I can’t see
The combo deal and super size
Has its fee
Digesting lies is good for me
Getting used to being free
Conveniently
Your gaze is fixed on all but me
Standing at the edge of such a
Cold hard shelf
Another day is feeding on itself
If this is what you wanted take it back
If this is what you wanted cut me slack
I count the things you did but I lost track
Count the things you took that I want back
Got to get this thought out of my head
Takes control and keeps me in my bed
Standing at the edge of such a
Cold hard shelf
Another day is feeding on itself
Take this
All that
Hangs over
My head
Collecting
They’re crawling
Behind me