The double-edged blade of pain and hate,
Like the spear pierces through the shame,
Guilt stricken, heart beating, mind numbing,
A play of phrases of different shapes and sizes,
Stepping on the stomping ground filled with new nouns.

Comatose dreams filled with cocaine names,
Pretty in pink and disheveled in this hell hole,
Chained to the stain and taken from the blanket,
One foot in front of the other, steps taking bets.

Stop the game of change for another day,
Pollute the atmosphere with assumptions of fear,
Clean the glass of the unholy lines of the past,
The razor is down another inch, just a bit,
'Needs' replaced with 'wants' and life is set aside.

Comatose dreams filled with cocaine names,
Pretty in pink and disheveled in this hell hole,
Chained to the stain and taken from the blanket,
One foot in front of the other, steps taking bets.

I'm not who you built me up to be, not today it seems,
Filled with fairytales and bright colored woolen mittens,
That simply is not me, not today, it would seem,
Sorry for the failure, but we both saw this coming from afar,
Hands stained in what was left of the pride that tainted the mane.

Comatose dreams filled with cocaine names,
Pretty in pink and disheveled in this hell hole,
Chained to the stain and taken from the blanket,
One foot in front of the other, steps taking bets.

I sold my pride for a nickel bag...

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a great song this would be! Congrats Fear!

'that's just pride f~ing with ya' ~ nice write!!

Thanks you two, much appreciated.

I would have personally held out for a dime man,,,

NICE WRITE bro,,,

Wow!

Thank you very much.

nicely done

Excellent write, Fear!

At the end the last repetition of the chorus took from the flow a little... but that's just because the ending line was so intense.

Great stuff, man.

I couldn't come up with a decent closure so I just repeated the chorus, the end line killed the flow though, I agree.

Thanks for the comments everyone.