Oh My Violence - Lady Lamb

I used to believe I needed to be torn in two, reached inside of by you

To be put back together better than myself

Do I need to have a gnaw on the cud of my heart?

When I pine for my own love

And I can’t seem to warm up to myself

I get lost in the losing

I get lost, lost, lost, lost

In the television where a sermon lurches toward me like a semi swerving

What’s worse, the pastor is cursing under his breath

He can’t find the passage to back up the argument he is having with himself

And I see a page in his Bible rip clean out

As I drift off to sleep staring through the mountains in the motel painting

And my dream leaves itself with me

I am falling from the peak but instead of you, I’m calling out to me

I get lost, lost, lost, lost

In my waking life where I can’t wrench me from my mind

Clear enough to wrench you from it too

In an attempt to step back into myself without bringing you

If I could see today in all its glory, I believe I would be humbled

But the past, it has such a charisma, I feel it catching up

And I better run, run, so I don’t get lost

In that scene where I cursed you on the street

And you returned it to me with a look so kind

It’s impossible to describe beyond this perplexed mention

Now I bow my head in disbelief at how loaded of a lesson

How loaded of a lesson

Now there is no greater challenge than taming my violence

Living with it long enough to rid it

In the lake of pure intention, in the wilderness of forgiveness

I’ll show it compassion

I’ll pull it to me 'til we both fall asleep