Open up your eyelids and let your demons run.

Today I failed.

And I don't leave things half done, so I failed thoroughly. 

Some days that happens.  It's not okay, but it still happens.  No matter how much  you know better and how much you do really want to keep it together, it still happens. 

And you know what you do?  You just keep moving.  Get up and keep on going.  Because the world doesn't stop turning, not even for a second.  So if you try to stop, you'll just get run over. 

Being run over sucks. 

You have forsaken all the love you've taken.

Sleeping on a razor there's nowhere left to fall. 

Your body's aching, every bone is breaking.

Nothing seems to shake it, it just keeps going on. 

Your soul is able, death is all you cradle.

Sleeping on the nails, there's nowhere left to fall. 

You have admired, every man desires.

Everyone is king when there's no one left to pawn. 

There is no peace here, war is never cheap here. 

Love will never meet it, it just gets sold for parts. 

You cannot fight it, all the world denies it.

Open up your eyelids and let your demons run.

I thread the needle through.

You beat the devil's tattoo.