Lyrics Raggedrise to Tumbledown - lowlife

A glass full of forgetfulness
a bottle full of bliss
I hardly new myself that day
no memory of this
a shallow pool of selfishness
a peddler of lies
i've lost the art of thinking truth
damn my turning eyes

No more shall you burn my throat
or throw me to the ground
walk me down a zig-zag path
in waiting to be found

A cellar full of explanation
explaining to myself
how do i tell this to a child
who see this for himself

I think i recognize this rush
this sudden rush of remorse
I know this child can grow no more
this child must leave of course

No more shall you burn my throat
or throw me to the ground
walk me down a zig-zag path
in waiting to be found.