What Is This? (A Song For Ants)

Maybe I should mention, my confession to the mind I've left

I've been exposed to wary shadows and penitence

And if this ticking clock still waits behind my back

Forget my name, my face, all that resembles this

You said, you'd never let me down again

You said but you never even meant it

Throw me in with all your dirty clothes and then

Forget, forget me

And if this glass half arsenic leaves me half dead

I'll wander purgatory, follow Virgil's steps

And when it feels like stable ground to stand upon

Every pathway I've took has been a path I've walked

(I know I've been here before)

You said you'd never let me down again, (These visions can now confess)

You said but you never even meant it, (With silver set for permanence)

Throw me in with all your dirty clothes and then, (If only at last condemned)

Forget, forget me. (Now barely alive)

(If only at last condemned)

(Too late to revive this mess)

(This story of my descent)

(Now barely alive)