Pissing Spit

 

Pissing Spit J.F.X. Eckert 3-22-97

She asked me Not to live up to her dreams
It's just a foolish game People play
I said that's just fine It's a derision of our minds
I didn't want to ruin it anyway

A sordid reflection Of a future gone astray
It echoes with a disenchanted smile.
The dagger of truth pierces unforgiving hearts
And bleeds upon the battlefields of time

And you'll feel the hunger Of the solitude that sleeps inside your soul
And you'll hear the laughter As you stand and face your sanity alone

I stay awake And defend my right to stay
Somewhere in the night it waits for me
Tender is the kiss Of my self induced Judas
I'll embrace the final fight and be free

The silence of your words Are often seldom heard
Regenerating scars of yesterday
Don't be misled By the voices in your head
They tell you of the debts you have to pay

And I'll feel the hunger Of the solitude that sleeps inside my soul
And I'll hear the laughter As I stand and face my sanity alone

And when this chapter ends And I'm pissing spit again
And the anger beats my love into the dirt
I know that you'll be standing right along with me
You understand that nothing really hurts

And we'll feel the hunger Of the solitude that sleeps inside our soul
And we'll hear the laughter As we stand and face our sanity alone