Garbage

The face, the bones, embraces all the scars The streets at night, give off a warning touch They line around, from far away they come They know that price that she cannot refuse She'll sell you when you're sleeping She'll sell you when you're feeding She'll sell you when she's nodding off and crashing and burning She'll sell you in the rehab She'll sell you in the hostel You'll never be as good as anything and you'll never know Will I ever know As you're tossed around and thrown away tossed around and thrown away I can hear you screaming when I sleep When I fall into that place I can't return At night I see your face it is cold and thats all I know There's garbage and madness and everything between If I wake you up would you bring him back to me He's waste and soil, I fed him to the beast the banks never charge any interest on garbage It aches to know that you're out there malnourished discouraged it aches to know that you're alive inside, the monster on the streets the demon on my back the savage little beast I couldn't save you so there's a hole in the ground thats calling my name I couldn't save you and there's a bottom of a bottle thats calling my name

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025