Barely Here

How I've enjoyed the view

I'm always scanning the walls

For more bad news

Of catastrophic situations

Every seconds invasive

Contemplation

The vision's out of line

Just wanna feel alright

I swear you want me dead

Not far off from where I've been

There so much more to all of this

So I'll duck my head

Call it a trick of the trade

We can't maintain the highs

It's just a parting taste

So distract and delay

Every junkie has his day

What more is there to say?

You can stow me away

Somewhere that feels safe

So safe

Just like every choice I've made of late