That very man on the corner with sign in his hands has lost his whole
As the six to a twelve year old
I became that very man with the hole
Faster than wind
You'll leave your mark
I'm on the incline with seven feet
Your seven fucks away from innocence
Cigarette burns should adorn my arms
I've broken crosses into Xs
Another covenant means little in the moment
I swear when I came here that I hated you,
But now I love you
I'm seven drinks away from sober,
Yet you will shine
Blessed with not a whole
I have not a whole,
I have but a hole
Seven leaves,
Seven drinks;
Seven down,
Drown and sink;
Crown of thorns,
Rigid streets;
Habits on leave
I'm in hell
