Hold Me Down

if you look inside my mind
you'll see the eyes of jezebels & succubi
and with taloned hands, they dig
and bury my heart deep within the mountainside.

if you write a book sometime
about my life, or someone's that resembles mine,
please address the mistakes i've made
so those next in line can turn around and learn from mine.

just hold me down
because i'll do, i'll do it again,
is it too late too late too late to say something
to save someone like me?

so blessed are the blind
sightless from birth, 'though other senses compromise
and death is never satisfied
and through the test of time, neither are these eyes of mine.

so just hold me down
because i'll do, i'll do it again,
is it too late too late too late to same something
to save someone like me?

i'd sit down if there was room to be found
at your side, at your feet, in your bed, in your head,
but the waiting room for love was always elbow to elbow,
and i'd sit down if there was room to be found.