Green Apple Licorice

Green apple licorice
In my left hand
I wanna kill this day
Wanna leave these shadowy lands

Bloody words roll
Off my sour tongue
It hurts when I breathe
It hurts when I hum

I might as well walk
In a robe of pain
They all know I’m sad
So there’s no shame

Where’s my fake comfort
Where should I put my head
Is the whole promise land on
Earth thing dead?

Once sweet and refreshing
Drops on my tongue
Settle me down
As I start to go numb

Maybe it’s fear
That I try to hide
Maybe my bottles
Have weakened inside

But you won’t see
A crack in my face
With green apple licorice
I’m a blank slate

Misery’s company seems to love me
But I hate misery, yet it won’t flee
Here’s to a party on top of a grave
Here’s to the day that can never be saved

Here’s to an emptier hundred nights
Here’s to regrets of those useless fights
Here’s to the love that never made it through
Here’s to my undying memory of you

I hope you want all the best of us now
And if you’re watching I hope that you’re proud
Though I never got to see your greatest face
I hope that you know I wish you could’ve stayed

In fear, my arms widen, so if you came back
You wouldn’t get past me, and I wouldn’t feel bad
It’s so strange, just a few memories could spark
But if I look at this all, I am left in the dark

In a comfortable chair
In a comfortable room
I’d notice no difference
If it was my tomb