Retrospect is best
I’ll buy a camera to record some stuff
All I thought
Is that it could be fun
The question that came next
Is if my memories lead to stark regret
Well then why would I watch
For every crater on the moon
There’s an empty beer around the room
Only wanted sleep
Could you show me my options
Nothing left to drink
Holding on so the nausea might subside
So what then
Do nothing for fear I’ll remember what I’ve been
No prodigal son
Maybe an inconvenience
Poison tends to taste sweet
Failures tend to think they know
What’s good for themselves but then I see
For every crater on the moon
There’s an empty beer around the room
Only wanted sleep
Could you show me my options
Nothing left to drink
Holding on till the nausea breaks
Is this the punishment I’ve earned
Relive who I’ve been when at my worst
Every single night
Looking for a distraction
Waiting for the sun to rise
Pretty sight for some hollow eyes
Peeling at labels, the minor stimulation keeps my mind up
Laying in bed there’s a brave assumption I won’t try to crawl out
Hiding my face when in public, let’s avoid all confrontation
They say you can’t force it, then how can I change myself
Retrospect is best
It’s always there so it can hold me back
From the things that I want
