Sitting at the cross roads
Not knowing which road to take
The T junction of lust
Follow it up with ignorant altruism
Backing down that beaten path called trust
My eyes take a holiday from my soul
Abstract images fill my broken mind
Twisted absolution calls to me
Lack-lustre I beat that path to my heart
History breaks me down
The sins of the fathers revisited
Slumped images in frosty corners of my mind
I look through your eyes and see a shattered lens
I see me but in a thousand parts
Am I not interesting enough whole?
Ideally the jigsaw me
Ignites your soul
To smash my spirit your ultimate goal.
But I gotta have salvation
Visions of beautiful monsters grin at me
The ugly offer me, my safety net of superiority.
I just wanna beat this track
Tip, top, toe thigh high boots chaft my knees
Mediocre mentalities try to keep my interest
I just wanna break history
Smash it on the floor. Each piece rearranged to make a better life.
Tip, top, toe thigh high boots chaft my knees
From kneeling and praying to anyone
who'll take my history from me.
But I gotta have salvation