Centerfold

This sinking feeling in my stomach has been interrupted By something faster than the speed of what it can keep up with My muscle memory now seems to have become corrupted But now results speak for themselves, why would I interrupt it? The boat is sinking, but I do not dare attempt to rock it The pain and pressure serves now only to fill up my pocket I push a finger to the temple to pull out a meaning And if life can't supply a crisis, I can just keep dreaming It seems the only answer now is to keep up the pace To pull a miracle out of my next quiet disgrace My anti sanctimony puts me up above the rest My heart is flowing with regret, and for that I am blessed I am free flowing stream of consciousness onto the tape All my intentions are now written here across the page My aim is centered on the mass of all of my mistakes The trigger finger itches, waiting for the next embrace Put on the pressure to collapse the weakest link in me 'Til I can drain the final breath of that which weakens me And when I cast it out, the writing is all on the wall I'm patiently complacent, waiting to begin it all It seems the only answer now is to keep up the pace To pull a miracle out of my next quiet disgrace My anti sanctimony puts me up above the rest My heart is flowing with regret, and for that I am blessed Centerfold, the one you wanted Steady, study, but don't get Too close, or you might not want it What you hoped for, you might not want it! Wary of word or whisper, waiting for a catalyst To burst a vein in heart or brain, and bring it all to rest My only comfort left is clinging by a single thread Holding the weight of every heavy heart I ever met It's all a brawl of brain and brawn to kill my better half Pulling the two into the middle 'til they each collapse You're growing valley rallies, everything into the pit My inclination has me racing to the end of it