Half Moon

Never blessed, feeling burnt out amongst the weeks Maybe first the fact that this city's slowly killing me But it's thrilling, see, it seems I never wanna leave Cop a couple keys till I'm embellished by the revelry Relishing the sight of these red brick streets St. Dorothy's a long way from Kansas And me, I guess, I'm over a tin can man With a hole in my chest where a muscle once resided Rome High Park and a half-moon light Hiding our woes where the sun don't shine As the weight of the world hangs heavy in my eyelids Comfortably first in a cup of wretched hijinks You're my craving for the love flame Ah man, trust me, it's just been a rough day Cop a DM I suppose Or maybe I just like it when my blood flows thin Cos it's the fourth night in a row That my liver's been this livid I've been caught in with a bottle Just to spite my innards And the city's slowly killing me And it's thrilling A summer sun's solemn Sets a tone for a boy to use his quick wit Silver tongue to trick the lady to her knees As she believes every single syllable that trickles from his lips Yeah I know, so I've been Far from seeking solace in a set of heathen lungs And plundering the breath from other bodies just for fun Cos half the time I hardly have enough heat for the both of us And friction from the sheets can only do so much Rome High Park and a half-moon light Hiding our woes where the sun don't shine As the weight of the world hangs heavy in my eyelids Comfortably thirsting a couple of shots And now my conscience is a martyr I can't fill my heart either Using half a gram of chard to cut my cheeks a couple creases Reason with my demons may be offered I'm a lion if you can't be I'm better join them, I've a hell of a time Sinking bucky while the jade pair harbours our sins Sitting in a gun but I flirt Carcasses littered within the pit of my stomach The bowl said it's a tonic So I reckon it'll work Demons are supposed to be honest or so I've heard