Back When I Was a Savage

TONGUE TO TOOTHACHE,

A KNIFE IN MY HAND.

HEAVEN HELP ME,

STRIKE UP THE BAND.

BLOOD IN THE WATER,

TURNED BLACK AND BLUE.

DISCONNECT, RESURRECT,

I’M NEVER PULLING THROUGH.

PRACTICING MY EXIT LINES,

TAKE THIS DEAD-END DREAM.

FORWARD MARCH OF EXIT TIMES,

SEND MY BODY C.O.D.

SICKLY SECRETS,

RATS AT MY WRISTS.

A PRIVATE WAR, A THOUSAND MORE,

I DON’T WANT THIS KILLER’S KISS.

FORGIVE ME MOTHER,

A GUN IN MY MOUTH.

GIVE THE GIFT OF GIVING UP.

I’M NEVER GETTING OUT.

SEND MY BODY C.O.D.