Trophy Scars

The tip of your tongue
It's sad but it's stuck
And bent on your lungs
On what they have sung
The devil had thrown
All of his darts
Till death fell apart
And attached to my heart
I'm held up in bars
In people and cars
The joker had shattered
All but to shards
To reflect batting eyes
Anxiety and lies
I'll trade them for wine
On poison I'll dine
Ghosts play piano like they never played before
I hope you played before like you never drank before
Ghosts will be dancing like they never danced before
I hope you danced before, I don't want to step on your toes
Please take my sleep
Because that's what I need
Don't let me sleep
Don't kill me please
Pills will rewrite
What I recite
For the next couple years
Those years of my life
I know all the sick
Are all being tricked
It's the healthy that lost
All of their wits
To reflect batting eyes
Anxiety and lies