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Glass Shards Are Stuck In My Heels

from Jawsome. by Sharks Never Sleep

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I'm so sick of writing songs that, creatively, hide everyting I've done wrong...

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Tired eyes, strained, red, swollen. Broken vessels, denoting the tears I hide. Exercise in pride, as if, there's need to protect any notion of a man, standing, fully erect. For weeks, on end: Bottled, intense, spewing uncontrolled, I'm a busted main. Ranting, raving, self-humiliating. Too incriminating, to be contained.

Pushing away. Gut burns, with hate. Acting dodgy, at best. I'm feeling irrate. I've tried basking in light, stuck, far in the dirt. Dragged down, in spite, to my world of hurt. We've achieved a perfect symmetry. Our, once, carefree eyes: shot, red, bloody. The hopes I confide were only destined to die, by your hand granted, only retracted.

Walking, barefoot, on glass, against your "good intentions". Lacerating tendons, numbing to callous. Callous, like you. Glass eyes, to look through. Ignore the blatant anguish, free to do as you wish.

Nursing these wounds, for the night. Break the bottles. Give it another try.

Suffice it to say, she planned it this way. A self-loathing stride, basically, a rising tide. I'm chewing at my words, like it's the skin of my lip. Without her, empty, and otherwise, worthless. Refer to my Dorian. His pocks, distinguishing. Those wrinkles of age, denoting my rage.

The coming pre-winter frost, associated with loss. The dead, stale, thinning air. Night falls, the stars shine. The shorter days do me just fine. Melatonin, over booze, anyday. Prefer to dream you away.

I never thought I'd see this side, of you. Crumbling, corroded. Losing hope. Not here to hold. Getting dark, gone awry. What happened to "I look forward, to more tomorrows, with you"?

Walking, barefoot, on glass, against your "good intentions". Lacerating tendons, numbing my anguish. Mind tricks aren't my forte. You did what you were going to. With me, comes dismay. I'd rather brood, than be ignored, by you.

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from Jawsome., released April 28, 2012
Music: Kevin Kalnasy and Sharks Never Sleep
Lyrics: Kevin Kalnasy

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