Soulbender

I’ve got a painters eye
and a skilled musicians ears
and i’m silent – in 7 languages
and i’ve got all my family’s fears…
what lives inside you?
yeah, what stuffs your skin??
– someone elses memory..
how come i never hear what i wanna hear
how come i never see what i wanna see…
the choice is small if there’s choice at all
but i’m holding on as if i’m going to fall
now i know how it feels
– to be ragged and wild
— whipped like a stepchild
feel the soulbender
fear’s knocking at your skin
feel the soulbender
just to see if any soul is in..
Whether one want them to or not
so far between a while well spent
and the time spent keepin’ up…
make one devoted
and settle like a bird
forgive and try not to hurt
don’t take your garbage
– anywhere but out..
before the pup in your heart
– becomes a dog in your mind
and it’s licking my brains…
sucking reason out
it will be cooking my head
with the lid on tight
you know how it feels:
– ‘till i’m ragged and wild
whipped like a stepchild
feel the soulbender – fear’s knocking at your skin
feel the soulbender – just to see if any soul is in..
feel the soulbender – fear’s knocking at your skin
feel the soulbender – bend you – break you..
With empty eyes; blank, like two wet stones
in search for a home; in search for a soul
handed down on the family network
learning how it works… – to be a jerk..
feel the soulbender…