Waking Up/Snapping Out

Woke up in a dream under asphalt trees
soaked in the sap of the sweltering city
wearing these old rat rags
               and sneering at the concrete
Greyscale mindset stitched into my sleeve

This town'll fuckin' kill ya
               and drop a coin on your grave
dig your way up to the daylight
and hang on to your spade

                    Waking up
                    Snapping out.
                   It's not so easy, is it?
                  Waking up and snapping out...

The barge is afloat on the sidewalk streams
Burns in the summer, fucking doused in Spring
the bums puke in corners
               children vomit in the alleys
Sinking hulks. "Abandon ship!" on the galleys

These waves'll fucking kill ya
and pull you down in the deep
this dream ain't worth waking for
        But we can't get to sleep.


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