Wraith

I dream of leaving
but it’s too late
cause my train has gone now
and I’m not awake
I could’ve spent the whole night
packing my bags and I tried
but my wraith is waisted
and so am I
I could spit my pill out
from the darkest flume
cause I left my feelings
in the other room
so though the starts are darker
than the morning lights
my flesh is still wasted
and so am I
And I’ll be poison in your blood
And I’ll be darkness in your eyes
And I’ll be propane in your lungs
I’ll be stormy when you drown
And I am weak, and I am mad and
I should be early but I’m short of breath
and I am false enough to cry,
but I am empty right inside
cause I am proud and I am vain and I am dumb enough to say
that I feel sorry for you all
Though I feel sorry for no one
And I’ll be poison in your blood
And I’ll be darkness in your eyes
And I’ll be propane in your lungs
I’ll be stormy when you drown
I could spit my soul out
from the darkest flume
cause I left my loved ones
in the other room
so though the starts are darker
than the morning lights
my wraith is still waisted
and so am I