Mockery - Slurs

A bygone age his death

is why we’re talking

Why I waste my breath

Just to keep you toking

I still re-cognise

that the day brings back the

things that close your mind

A mockery inside of me

is all we’ll need to make ends meet

Truth be told I’m done

You’re out of luck so

I will not digress

They won’t hide the banner

Take a closer look

It’s not half as empty

as you first mistook

So we breathe ourselves to sleep to achieve sobriety

I don’t want to go down that road again

You don’t want to see me gasping just to get a little air

I don’t want to take you diving off the mountain side

I won’t let you out my sight in case you accidently died

I don’t want to pick your body off the ground again

You don’t want to pick and choose you want the world to be your friend

I’m getting older and I’m getting pretty tired of regretting

We don’t want to go down this road again.

Don’t make promises

that you can-not keep and

Don’t get out your bed

til you’ve been asleep so

you don’t lose your head

cos your body’s weak

and blood is all you’ll bleed

This mockery inside of me is what we’ll need to make ends meet

I don’t want to go down that road again

You don’t want to see me gasping just to get a little air

I don’t want to take you diving off the mountain side

I won’t let you out my sight in case you accidently died

I don’t want to pick your body off the ground again

You don’t want to pick and choose you want the world to be your friend

I’m getting older and I’m getting pretty tired of regretting

We don’t want to go down this road again.

I don’t want to pick your body off the ground again

You don’t want to pick my body off the ground again

We don’t want to pick your body off the ground again

We don’t really want to make our way back down this road again.