Pouring Glass

Pictures in your head of faces you knew Remember where you stood When they let go Feel the weight set Sinking slow All the things you had All the shit preferred Wake up and check your phone Aake up and check your face Everyday Make sure you have enough gas Turn your radio off Roll your windows up You try to get away but Trust me you won't Dance on minefields Crawl through glass Attic players, drowning act Cutthroats, busted knees Blue leather, gasoline Off brand nicotine for Our martial schemes Monsters reading military tactics Empty corners Crystal ball joke Dark knights dissolving In darker rain To nothing There's nothing A world away To where you've run The weight of it all On you So I stand in the back And I stay away I keep busy I wear a stain You don't know what it's like And you won't know that it's here And there's nothing i can say That could make this repaired I wish I made the time I wish I read that book I wish, I wish I wish you were still here