Twist the cap sealed airlock
Tilt the neck to six o clock
Gulp it down in counts of five
Attempting just to feel alive

Downward flows of burning rage
Escaping through the rib's old cage
Whispers to the beating heart
to shorten every beat apart

It fuels the fury up each vein
and twists the story inside the brain
to make belief it's all okay
and all your dreams are here to stay

Never mind the truth in tale
They never seem to just prevail
and all the noise that you were fed
was bottled up inside your head

Emptied up and left alone
Nothing left but what was sown
Pounding through the temple side
The truth that said it never lied...