Arc Of Descent

There's a gun on my pillow
 'Cause I'm just ash and dust
 And all that you love, will be carried away
 There's a gun on my pillow
 I don't hear any saviors
 Knockin' on this yellow door
 I smell piss and heavy cleaner
 I hear fluorescent bulbs
 But I don't hear any saviors
 Either way
 I countdown the seconds
 Either Way
 When they find me in here
 Between twin double beds
 The blue smoke will hover
 Still round my head
 And they've seen this all before
 In a thousand different ways
 Another cry from the lonely
 Lost and afraid
 And outside the world moves on
 The world is just an ashtray
 Collecting what's used up
 There's no comfort in knowing
 It's filled to the top
 The world is just an ashtray
 Either way
 I countdown the seconds
 Either Way
 When they find me in here
 Between twin double beds
 The blue smoke will hover
 Still round my head
 And they've seen this all before
 In a thousand different ways
 Another cry from the lonely
 Lost and afraid
 And outside the world moves on
 I am distant thoughts and tiny secrets
 I am the drink in a word
 And out beyond the rail on highways
 I dreamed of love
 Please, please, oh
 I am immersed
 And love forgets
 And all that you love will be carried away
 When they find me in here
 Between twin double beds
 The blue smoke will hover
 Still round my head
 And they've seen this all before
 In a thousand different ways
 Another cry from the lonely
 Lost and afraid
 And outside the world moves on