A Synthetic Soul

This Far Down

He creates all kinds of h#LL
Still a slave to a shell.
Said of rust, he was built.
It's taken over his whole skin.

She turned her head sideways.
Seen her drive away from the driveway.
2 lit cigarettes sit in the ashtray.
She drives away.

Now I've never done this before.
I'm outside Knocking on empty doors.

I was just trying to even the score.
Never been this far down before.
Never been this far down before.

This is starting to seem like
I'm in a deep hole.
And I'll never see light no more.

We've all been down before.
But this goes down to the core.
I had it all and now there is no more.
Trying to find something to
make me feel alive again.
That doesn't feel like fire
or remind me of a life I once lived.

He creates all kinds of h#ll.
He's still a slave to a shell.
Said of rust his heart was built.
Taking over the whole damned thing.

Car getting sideways.
Driving away from the driveway.
Hitting the highway.
One lit cigarette smolders away in the ashtray.

And I've never been this far down before.
Outside knocking on empty doors.
Was just trying to even the score.

Never been this far down before.
Like this is all starting to
seem like a deep deep hole.

And I'll never see light no more.
I know we've all been down before,
But This goes down to the core.

I had it all and now there is no more.
Trying to find something to put this in.
That doesn't feel like fire or
remind me of another life I miss.

Lost with nothing left to give no more.
Lost I wish I couldn't feel no more.
Was just trying to even up the score.
Never been this far down before.

Never been this far down.
This goes down to the core.
Never been this far down before.
So low that I may never see light no more.

I was just trying to even the score.
Never been this far down before.




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