Lirama

You say it's cheap entertainment honey
Buried me alive, just to dig me up at night
Oh, but I say it's poor death perception maybe
Breaths all you can save
Dreamt I was drinking on your grave, breathe deep
"use your illusions", just to make yourself
Believe without confusion
The sleeping pills don't work the way they always did
And I'm here wide awake
Your body, mind, and conscience ache
Crime without reason
Your lovers on their knees
"give me something to believe in", besides a push or shove there's something locked away
This ice pick just might find the loneliness that's is your mind