St. Vitus Dance Choke
Choke
She had the eyes of a Saint.
Blessed and the damned.
Weight of the world pressing in.
As she rinses the blood from her hands.
Complications are building.
In you, I can see me.
The truth never laid me so bare.
Holding you up to the light, as it all falls apart.
I can choke on it.
But, I won't understand it again.
You lie to me, comfort me.
You, I can see through.
Society stands on it's head.
Media setting the pace.
You broke me, now fix me.
A man or whatever remains.
Throwing it out on the tiles.
Tell me that nothing will change, nothing will change.
I can choke on it.
But, I won't understand it again.
I can breathe.
I can learn.
I could live on my own.
Holding you up to the light as it all falls apart.
Understand it again.
I can choke, I can choke, I can choke.
