Swan song

You’re so wiped out

Thinning out like crust

So out of fucking life 

But still sucking on

The slime of two bit luck 

Like a paper whore

Down to the last wrinkle 

Get a low down

Just lie down 

And let it pass 

You’re way past sell-by

Let it go

Let it slip 

Slow burn beam

To the butt of hell 

You’re twitching again

Twisted out of hope

Waiting on a want

What’s keepin’ you here

Two testicles out of time 

And you still tick

A little out of line 

Now be gone

Become undone 

And let bygones be

Not worth the stretch 

Let it out

Let it blow

Helium lit halos

Hallelujahs to a tomb