Here's to the paralysis.
Here's to hoping I'll never understand.
Curiosity kills, I'll wait it out in the shelter.
My silver lining outlived Certain Death,
now he'll have a chance to steal
the next time I get something wrong.
This monument you see is just rubble to me
but if you want to get down on one knee, feel free.
I am accustomed:
the doorman for the absurd.
My realm is a state of disarray but I find my way.
This monument you see is just rubble to me
but if you want to get down on one knee, feel free.
Who am I to judge? I've not a foot to stand.
I won't even budge; a traveller in quick-sand.
Send my love to the plans I had
to make plans to make something of myself.
The house always wins.
Even the sanctity of clauses A - Z
can't stop my hope from descending.
Six feet beyond headache, one inch from reset.
If there is no resolution where do I keep my resolve?
This monument you see is just rubble to me
but if you want to get down on one knee, feel free.
Who am I to judge? I've not a foot to stand.
I won't even budge; a traveller in quick-sand.
Send my love to the plans I had
to make plans to make something of myself.
The house always wins.
It’s better if this monument goes ignored.
The house always wins.
The foundation will say:
“The house always wins.”
credits
from Vultures,
released June 16, 2015
TM and (C) "Psyniac" Adam White 2015
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