Fienyx - Honeymoon Blues (Ballad of the Blue Moon)

Tried to find her pulse but tripped on the scar tissue
Hard to miss, you left barcodes on your wrists for charged issues
Pardon boo, but subscription to a loaded magazine
Would’ve been your cup of tea if death wasn't but a dream
Though I see you've rolled the die, am I your last hope alive?
‘Cause your lows passed my high on this bipolar roller ride?
Open eyed, I’d introduced you to skepticism
Guess inception isn't the best mechanism to upset the system
"If death is the deepest of sleep without dreams
This reality has no reason for counting"
She said… "If death is the deepest of sleep without dreams"
These scenes have no meaning worth mouthing…"
Train tracks mark your arms where metal pushed its way through
The blade’s your transportation to a place that no one strays to
With cushions and candles, my little damsel in distress
Hooked to the gamble, looking to cancel what you invest
Woke to a text that read “I’ve always loved u…”
Drove over, assuming the high stakes of a blood pool
Anyhow it’s clear, your wide asleep, and there’s a way out from here
But that’s through me, so get up off the couch, my dear
Oxycontin swabs overcrowded your mouth I fear
And your nose, no wonder I found you impaired, down on air
No time for sirens, hit the highway flying
Can make it if we chase it like the high you been riding
"If death is the deepest of sleep without dreams
This reality has no reason for counting"
She said… "If death is the deepest of sleep without dreams
These scenes have no meaning worth mouthing…"
Listen, snap out of it, girl. Get up off your island
No, we won’t go to any hospital that I've been
I swear, miss—no one’s guna hurt you—on my word, boo
Shit, I’d admit myself before I threw you to some dirt suits
But your curfew is near, I sense it coming, hunny
Don’t worry ‘bout nothing, a little liquid charcoal will empty stomach
You know I love you, too. Here, make some cuddle room. See?
I scooped you up, like we headed to our honeymoon. We
Hit the exit pretending rain pellets are rice strewn
Stay awake a little longer, babe, we'll say goodnight soon
Well now your belt is unfastened, you’re beginning to look cold
Guess this guna be the first time you see me slipping out clothes
Tuck you in, grab your hand, we’re almost there
Clammy skin glows, shedding light on your comatose stare
Yea, I’ve visited the sun, but our honeymoon eclipsed it
In the twisted twilight where no kiss could rid your blue lipstick
"If death is the deepest of sleep without dreams…"

Written by:
J.C. Hall

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