confidence is key

i got it in crates out the back of my mind,
i think its time i stocked up the shelves.

an escape pod for one (wait, theres two of us?)

I'm cutting myself off, but can't help but think i have no control.
like a fisherman and the fish,
I've been strung up, framed then thrown in and left behind.
thirty seconds of fame, thirty seconds of feeling alive,
only to be left swimming sideways with the sharks.
"theres plenty more fish in the sea."
pity this only means less attention for me.
my hearts in her handbag
the kind where it takes hours to find a thing.
"oh look i found my keys!"
nearly three months later, she still can't find me.
shake hands with strangers.
goes against everything i was ever told.
but it's either 'fold' or break my own rules.
i have to take second chances.
because I've run out of first impressions.

I've gone from a dreamer to a realist,
i think i lost something through the change.

will this weather ever end

the forcastes are for telling a future of either fake smiles and sunshine or rain made up of tears and the sweat it takes to make something work.

yeah i'm drinking.

I Have An Itch You'll Form A Rash

I'm a hopeless romantic for the hopelessly lost
what goods love when your stuck on the block
the kind with your hands tied with a 49' squarely placed at the foot of your neck.
theres just no getting out of it alive.
which ever way you look at it, I'm looking at it now,
my eyes never lie, and I'll sure never trust in my sixth sense,
its tempting me with temptations of greatness.
work it out
or head down south,
works for those up north but if i took your advice
I'd find myself tongue stuck up to the ice block.
yeah I'm that lonely.
you leaving me with no reason brings down self esteem
like a jump off the tallest building with nothing but the anvil tied up to my ankle.
brings me down just a little faster.

in this season we'll find peace,
or pieces with no one left to pick them up.

was the cut out fate,

or should i tell the telephone to leave it up to me to make my own mistakes?

my dreams

are growing faster than the people around me can run.

I Light A Dark Room With An Idea..

And my past lit up behind me, as if to say
go on 'kid, your going the right way
in the night i stabbed a vampire in the gut
"this is my world" i said, "find your own."
'too late for apologies', i don't get it.
is their a 'too early for apologies'?
and if so, am i running on time?
sing along to the saddest song we can find
while i dig a 99,
one short, but one step there
lets 2-step all the way to the G's and units.

call for peace with a hand grenade
I'm not one for politics
but we all have our obligations
and as long as history keeps looking down
I'll be hanging out in the lost and found.

19,000 years from now, find the old chest and dust it down.