Breath Of Air

As simple as I am I got a puzzle for a heart

Laid it on the table in the living room

And rummaged through the parts

The child in me is running through the yard

While the man that I'm supposed to be is searching for a breath in the cigar smoke chokin'

Drying out my eyes like the desert wind

Drunk, taking shots at the moon with an empty pen

I got a feeling that once it gets to the end

I'll be buried neck deep in this shit with no friends, go figure

Life's been a freak show

Learn to hold a knife at a young age and bleed slow

Following the keystrokes

Leading to my words

Is a trail most traveled by a part of me

You would label disturbed

But it works

Living with the plague

Marching to the beat of my bones getting thrown into the lake

They sink heavy like a thought made of lead

And fall slowly to the depths

If I could find a better way to make you see what I've been thinking

I would probably just paint a fucking picture

They say it's worth a thousand words

Hold on

There's something in the basement

Chained to the furnace

Underneath the stairs

So close I can taste it

Climbing up the drain pipe

Trying to get a breath of air

Oh god

The only way to face it

Is gonna leave the whole world

Thinking that I'm crazy

So close I can taste it

Trying to find a way to take away my breath of air

I carve it all into the clay

Walking monument of my mistakes

Living off the rain checks

Written in the fray

The artist in me wants to play

While the person I'm supposed to be is trying to figure out if I'm okay

A scapegoat with a flamethrower

Burning up the tall grass

Growing like a tumor on his gravestone

I got a feeling if the same old motherfucking shit keeps happening

I'll be dead before this game's over

Great, I'm in dark water and diving

Trying to find peace in the deep I reside in

It keeps finding a better way to remind me

That anywhere I go it'll be right there behind me

Fine with it, pressed to the page

Leaking like a wide open cut from a thrust of the blade

It falls heavy like a bus from a broken bridge

And keeps me watching from the ridge

If I could find a better way to make the jaws of it release me

I would probably just bite my fucking arm off

They say it happens in the wild

I start shaking when it awakens inside of me

They tried to tell me it was a panic but they lied to me

Got me thinking I was fragile and incompetent

And tried to build a road around that avalanche on top of me

Failed, laying on a bed of rusty nails

Trying to distribute the weight enough to balance out the scales

I lost heaven the second my ship sailed

But survived long enough to tell the tale