I Am The Killer

Tuesday wakes up silent And there aren't enough pills to sleep And then it cuts out like mis-wired shortwave radio It's over But nothing can change to ever make it right When you live in a nightmare It's written all over your face. And in a short time You're never the same again The distance is streamlined Between decision and defense Disorient the senses Loss of identity No one to trust Life runs through this trade I am no killer But I still hide my face In the coming days I wake up every morning From the same dream And then I kill it But you can't change the letters when the ink dries I woke up on the sidewalk and everything just changed Now the lights are blinking but I can't see anything Everything is falling apart Crumpled paper Crushed tin cans Broken bottles Paper scraps We all look the same We all look the same But I am the killer