i slept in late to live a violent dream woke up in bitter haze in the room grey washed again out the window squinting i need a walk to the water this morning took the waterfront trail and thought about our phone call yesterday how youre lonely in the changing free but sad new york is a vortex and im on the fringes im trying to smile more sobriety helps most of my clothes have worn thin i think its time for a change i just want to peel back all these skins commit arson on my habits take a knife to dead egos i passed out on my fate to spare a relative choice came to unease with you in the gloom down spiral again to feel the typical weight of always feeling though you have to make it better took the path to the hill and thought about the dangers of magic ways how our egos make it harder to separate whats real the mind is a vortex and im on the fringes im trying to think less sobriety helps most of my clothes have worn thin i think its time for a change i just want to peel back all these skins commit arson on my habits take a knife to dead egos most of my clothes have worn thin i think its time for a change i just want to peel back all these skins commit arson on 