Inside My House

everything inside my house is broke

the stove don't work

my window is cracked

it's all f**ked up

a hall of broken mirrors

path of broken glass

everything inside my house is black

it's a cold hard fact

that life moves so fast

without taking another breath

you get caught in the past

i remember the boy i used to be

taking life on so innocently

it's cold hard fact

that life moves so fast

without taking another breath

you get caught in the past

it's of little relief

that others hold your belief

with so much standing against us

all you're got to be

the thief

everything inside my house sweats all night

i wake up every morning

and taste the salt sunlight

streaming in through the nicotine

i bathe in the smoke of the unseen