Rum & Milk

in bitter safety i awake
into this world gone wrong
things can’t be how they look
or they wouldn’t last too long
in sweet fear I dream
of oblivion’s girl
but with these five senses
i’m nailed to the world

so give me room to breathe
and a voice to call my own
give me rum & milk
to stoke the fire in my bones

i tried hard to be good
i tried harder to care
but i dont think there’s a heaven worth the effort to get there
so i’ll leave behind what’s right and focus on what’s left
if the truth’s an odd number then it’s three against the rest