Scott Jackson

KILL EM’ ALL

If there’s wine in the bottle
Then bring me a glass
Half hearted sips
Whole hearted distress
 
I’m cracking up
God I wish I could laugh
Whether in blood or water
Draw me a bath
 
Hope has been found
Why am I so lost?
He swore he’d stay
With his fingers crossed
 
Screaming for silence
I’ve lost my voice
I’d shut off the world
If given the choice
 
In my bed of nails
Sleep deprived
Searching for clarity
My demons revived
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