Criminal, Animal - Xerxes

Anything to wake me up.

I’ve been asleep too long.

Brushed red in my bedroom by insanity.

Dry wind, cold moon, perfect clarity, clean breath,

quick heart, clenched teeth — I can’t remember a thing.

Flying down the highway with my hands tied.

A loveless fuck, a guiltless joyride,

but if I told you right now I didn’t mean what it seemed,

would you trust me?

Would you trust me?

Clean breath, quick heart, clenched teeth — I can’t remember a thing.

Keep your eyes locked on me like a criminal,

or hang my neck on a leash like an animal.

Would you grant me the grace for these urges which I can’t control?

And why would I stop?

When what’s prescribed is never enough,

except to prolong the inevitable with my head

in my hands and my heart in my throat.

I’ve been asleep too long.