footprints
so the world wants something and here i am
useless and wide-eyed and shaking with shame
strung out ineffectual
each word slipping like a pearl on a string
breathe enough smoke there'll be fire somewhere
maybe i find god in all the wrong places
maybe i hold onto all the wrong dreams
a child holding onto the nightlight that keeps her awake
id rather light a match to see it burn than keep the sun at my back
maybe i stay awake for all the wrong reasons
maybe i romanticize the rain too much
so im just trying to be one thing or another
but all the lines in my life are blurred
like the highway when im too fucked up to drive
and i hold too much faith in beauty but i think its a sin to close my eyes
when i feel some sweet sugar thickening the air
sticking slipping sex on my skin and dripping
off fat footprints so you can follow my trail if you want me here