Memoirs of a Roadkill

Fire friend, you're chasing hollow shells 
perfect ten with a perfect tale to tell 
all the choirs screaming, let them in 
shut the door, and share their passionate skin 
in a trance, so no one dares to speak 
what if we lose, what if they known we're too weak 

Wish I'd told you all 
wish I'd shown you all them places where we can never go 
when all the words turned cold 
eyes wide open, wish I'd closed them, 'cause now it just won't let go 

Shelter ghosts to show who we could blame 
nothing to show for, nothing to write to my name 
now when the hands all sing your song 
my breath is poison, all I know it is gone 
speak now, you better go in peace 
forgiven words, forgotten all I've seen.