I’ve wandered here before..
Stumbling under the orange glow of street lights..
I’m not sure if it’s my eyesight or the limelight that wont focus..
Or if my mind’s right.. I really don’t know myself sober..
I am with my best company in this moment..
I met me once..
Initially being concise and disguised in our divisions..
Yet we agreed philosophically, religiously..
We even shared the same home, alone..
Our incisions matched..
Which.. I was glad I didn’t have to ask ..
It’s just a really long list of reasons that you don’t want to address..
About why you’re unattached..
We shared our accomplishments with each other..
Just read like a long list of cross-through’s you never got to..
So we made a new list of realities.. And it started with..
1. Abandoned by the dad who you belonged to..
I am with my best company in this moment..
I guess both of our parents got drunk and high..
And I guess that’s why we did..
Glossy eyes, no suit and tie, no reason why..
I suppose we needed something to relieve it…
Everyone’s always saying this is going to cost you..
And how they’ve lost you..
Can you find me when you find me..
I’ve lost me, too..
Don’t you know I wish I could shake this.. I hate this..
I guess it’s what I’m prone to do..
With you in my palm, we will continue this lonesome..
Bottom of the bottle, I’m coming home to you..
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