You continue grappling with your granulated grasp of things,
Sucking sadness up through your cylindrical solution.
Contemplate a role reversal, reconsider wealth dispersal,
Divvying your dollars down in single-file lines.
Now - I’m no better than you - no better than you
My one to your thousand
Still - I’m no better than you -no better than you
You’ve got a price on your face - you’ll never sweeten the taste
Still - I’m no better than you - no better than you
(but will I ever be?)
Recognize your faltering before you start to dis-configure.
Damage is its worst when it’s been given time to simmer.
Casualties collect with every hour over-stayed.
Sacrifice longevity for peace of mind.
Now - you’re no better than me - no better than me
My one to your thousand
Still - you’re no better than me - no better than me
I’ve got a stain on my soul - I’ve taken such a bad role
Still - you’re no better than me - no better than me
God help you if I ever catch you hooking your machine to mine.
I’d really hate to do what I’ve got to do if you cross that line.
Still - I heed you clearly
Still - I wish you near me
Still - I watched you nearly reenact my plight
I need you to know - I won’t let it go
I need this Thin Victory to survive.