Boiling Down to Empty


Boiling down to empty

My life is like that teapot;

Burning up and beginning to implode.

One way ticket train ride.

One way ticket plane ride.

One way ticket suicide,

Away from all that's been.

My nights are void of all I'd like,

The crust is starting to crumble.

I take deep breathes to save my life,

And with every step I stumble.

Like the last time we sang together

The way

It was,

No more.

I've changed the way I live my days

And now

With you

No more.

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