know my role

picks and shovels
i don't need
anyone can dig a hole
before the scars and my facial hair had gone grey
before she went away
i don't miss a person
just the long lost idea of it
hopes and dreams were buried long before my bones and books
i won't stand still and be horsefucked
i can't keep getting head from blood suckers
i'm gonna quarterback this thing until my wings work
velvet ropes shall part and 1 day the sky will open up
you have to infiltrate the system to take over
i don't think i'll have anymore mid life crisis
just shitty plane rides and fugu fish at shady restraunts
i'm reenacting leaving las vegas
but talking like tommy lee jones
i'm jumpin it off like greg louganis
i'd rather ride in the back of the bus than have to drive
for free or pay for gas