Dropping Like Flies

In the cold hard light of day

Do you like the face you see?

Ain't it hard sometimes to say

That your eyes have atrophied?

Because the heart is a slippery one

And it's tricky to dislodge

Carry on as your day dissolves

In a black & white montage

Bodies falling to the floor

They're dropping like flies

In the chest there's an emptiness

Heartbeats ring in hollow halls

And the patient says

He's feeling fine

But that's just the drugs he's on

And you cry, trying to find a voice

That reminds you of your own

But every word

That passes from your lips

Is counterfeit, you make shit of it