Maybe If I

I offer it all to meet decline
With the stupid fucking panic when eyes meet mine
And the caustic cancer, my words explode
Into a display of vomit relating a void
Maybe if I could close my eyes
I would wake in a better time and place
Where the sun doesn’t shine
Lets me sleep through the weeks
And the years would just pass on by
Age increases and I’ll forget my past
To become the jester and the fool at last
And the dollar sign will have value on her
With the weathered crown, I’m through, I’m fine
Maybe if I could close my eyes
I would wake in a better time and place
Where the sun doesn’t shine
Lets me sleep through the weeks
And the years would just pass on by