I have a handful of happiness to swallow
a fistful of rage and I don't beg to suppress it
my clarity is smoke in a jar and
when jars break you breathe it in and cut your feet on the shards of better reality
I exist as pieces of a broken home for those all alone
sip moonshine in moonlight from my glass skull and slice your burning lips
i drip and drip and drip
My handful of happiness has run away into my eyes, nose, and mouth
And now i need some more
Don't kill it for me.
a fistful of rage and I don't beg to suppress it
my clarity is smoke in a jar and
when jars break you breathe it in and cut your feet on the shards of better reality
I exist as pieces of a broken home for those all alone
sip moonshine in moonlight from my glass skull and slice your burning lips
i drip and drip and drip
My handful of happiness has run away into my eyes, nose, and mouth
And now i need some more
Don't kill it for me.