Ten Years Later, in Bristol

This is my new life,
What’s left to chase?
I’ve been hopelessly wandering
And sometimes been wondering
Is this the sky that you used to stare?
The very same clouds I come to forgive
That wasn’t love, that was a malady
Some kind of addiction,
Psychopathy and craving
Don’t get me wrong, I fuck with the pain
Cause I’ve come to think
That’s what made me today and I’ll

Hold on, can you hear this one last song
Shattering the promises I made so long ago
And I know I should just write one more
Cause you won’t even ever know,
They still don’t play my song in Bristol!

This isn’t rage, this is a medicine
The last pill to quench my desire to leave,
This is a dead tree I carved you in
A quite raw memento to savor the bleeds
And read through the lines,
Think back to why
I would let all those knives be part of my spine
I’m loving the fact
You fucked up my life
Cause I’ve come to think
You’re what made me today and I’ll

Hold on, can you hear this one last song
Shattering the promises I made so long ago
And I know I should just write one more
Cause you won’t even ever know,
They still don’t play my song in Bristol!