Stars in the dead of night,
Couldn’t shed the light.
When my soul escaped from me.
And I sold it all, for a piece,
Of common decency.
Left it in a fit of rage,
While I signed my name.
The devil was the notary.
Now I’m banking on, winning big.
Better days ahead of me.
And though my heart is made of coal,
Mine me into fired coke.
There in the golden light,
I saw what it was like to be alive.
And while I’m soft and malleable,
Push and form me into stone.
To this shiny gem, testament,
To common man woes.
Nobody’s out at night any longer,
Then they’d care to share with me.
Creatures of the comfort life,
While I’m out, losing dignity.
Caught up in a frame of mind,
Walking on borderlines,
Of heaven and hell you see.
Banking on a better life, winning big.
When my soul returns to me.
Thanks for helping me get through separating with the first person I had a real relationship with. Manages to be excellent sad pop punk a la The Story So Far except with an actual singer and lyrics that aren’t misogynistic like TSSF and so many bands of that cohort. dirtycommiescum
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