A broken record skips in the past,
As I walk alone.
In the dark the demons dance,
Each one reminds me of you.
Everyone I meet,
Every face I see,
Opens that wound,
And hits me with
Just how much reality sucks.

Sweet sanity!
Get you nasty face away
From mine.
Oh sanity,
I really hate you.

I hear the voice in the back of my head
Scream with the knowledge
Of another day with you
The outline of sanity
Hangs in a dim closet
Like one of my dirty socks!

Nothing more than a shell,
The wind blows right through me.
Living in this personal hell,
I fall to pieces without you.
From my dead heart,
Or the depths of my mind,
I can’t recall a single melancholy breath
That you were not a part of.

Beautiful sanity!
I really don’t miss thee!
To me, sanity,
You really, ain’t peachy!

 
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