Slowburn To Your Heart

Like a 99 candle birthday cake
Not enough room to make a wish and celebrate
To take this medicine and choke on the pills
It never makes sense when you were sober.

I'll take a hit and a roll
You'll follow close behind
Our pace is deep and steady
The music like hornets in our ears.

More water on this fire
More suffering for our open heart talks
Hide the dismal gloom that was dredged
Dredged up from the deep dark depths of who we really are.

A slowburn to your heart
A fuse meant to prematurely explode
A eruption of sound and teeth
A slowburn to personal extinction.