Tuesday wakes up silent

And there aren't enough pills to sleep

And then it cuts out like mis-wired shortwave radio

It's over

But nothing can change to ever make it right

When you live in a nightmare

It's written all over your face.



And in a short time

You're never the same again

The distance is streamlined

Between decision and defense



Disorient the senses

Loss of identity

No one to trust



Life runs through this trade

I am no killer

But I still hide my face



I wake up every morning

From the same dream

And then I kill it

But you can't change the letters when the ink dries



I woke up on the sidewalk and everything just changed

Now the lights are blinking but I can't see anything



Everything is falling apart

Crumpled paper

Crushed tin cans

Broken bottles

Paper scraps

We all look the same

We all look the same

But I am the killer