Gambit - Dead Asleep

Slithering specimen withered and laid to rest and then
Rudely awakened by the crude taste of his metal weapon
Kid's a legendarily wretched expression of death and pestilence
Meshed within the flesh of maleficence and indifference
Impressive, and yet pathetic dense with rhetoric
'bout his best efforts invested while lending just a percent of it
Breath as fresh as excrement, infested
Pursuing stupid dreams with no human means of collecting it
Definitely a specialist method actor expressionist
Purely concerned with burning his work to unearth the elements
Revenant of better times spending his life regretting shit
Head dive into sediment dead and call it development
Arrogant, seeming apparent through leagues of evidence
He's heaven sent to relish the hellish stench of irrelevance
Yellow belly wrenching, he's clenching it with trembling fists
And sweating at the mention of adventure potentially missed
Spurting sentiments, yearn again to return to whence
Birth occurred, but innocence is ignorance in a certain sense
Earth is turning, we learn to forget the early tense
And squirm into a firm sense of burden earning at your expense
Plenty pissed in the pistons of reminiscing
But this is what it is to see the mystery written
I refuse to peruse scrap remains of chewed bones
My happy place is the epitaph engraved on my future tombstone

White bone, eyes sewn shut
Slowly decomposing like thank God I'm a grown-up
Left alone in my hole just
To breathe a new meaning to dead asleep and having no guts
'cause dreams seem real till you woke up
And dates were great with destiny guess except till you broke up
So what? The three piece fits but it's cold, yup
Oh there's no place like home, I'm so stuck
Now bone brown, mouth sewn shut
Holding nothing spare fingernails, some hair and my own luck
Shucks, the one rebuttal I'd throw up
At least I dug apart the subtle art of giving no fucks
So when the rowboat toll man show up
I'll show him that I'm broker than hope and motion a cold shrug
Sure 'nuff, no one is going to show a ghost love
Oh there's no place like home, I'm so fucked

Written by:
Jacob Cunningham

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