THE ASHES OF WESTERBERG
After all these years it took the Ides of May
To show me I’m my own worst enemy.
A little voice in the back of my head it says…
“hey...where you going son? Its getting mighty late.”
I’m going down 5-2-0 way
Another hole in my head
Another game
Well in the end they always have to go
To leave us crawling through this puke and snow
My house of cards it falls to the floor
You made me hate myself
But you made me hate you more.
A word to the wise from the blind
The only peace you’ll finds in
Your suicide
This world is, fucking, coming down
And I’m dancing through this night, bathed in my blood
This world is, fucking, coming down
And I’m dancing through this night, bathed in my blood
Now rise and shine my precious apathy
And welcome our new friend misogyny
On your knees, if it bleeds
Open wide your gash of pain
And listen to these words my heart proclaims
Cause when you’ve learned that your hopes and dreams
Are put to rest
The only way to live for…
Eternity
Is to simply wish for death
This world is, fucking, coming down
And I’m dancing through this night, bathed in my blood
This world is, fucking, coming down
And I’m dancing through this night, bathed in my blood
Its coming down, its coming down
Down on me
Its coming down, its coming down