Serving Time - 40 Grit

I would never want to hear of the one that you speak

I would promise you my life, broke promise I’d keep.

Try escaping from your final fade of descent.

Sit here torn between this life with you, or my death.

Take away the fire from bridges you’ve burned

Fighting for the one lesson you can’t learn.

Hunted by your ghost and all that it seeks

You cannot comply, you can’t set it free.

I wish that you were here right now.

Terminate

Wouldn’t move or start to run again, or give chase

Path of blocks give way to seeing through, I have made

This insecurity in what I do.

Take away

Hear these voices in your head ring out

And you have left with noghing but this cage you built

and you’re serving time.

Try and find a cause for what I can’t understand.

Underneath here lies unwanted lies that command.

You’ll be strapped up to the wall, break cane on your back.

Bleed your head to toe and poise you up to attack.