Meathook Seed - Cling To An Image lyrics

Alone I lie,

cold,

misconstrued,

my grip is lost on that which is real,

Crystal clear

A memory,

I recall constantly,

It comforts my loneliness

and fills my empty space,

Cold, misconstrued,

alone I lie,

my grip is lost on that which is real,

I lie to myself,

Repeatedly,

I act as if it still exists,

when deep down I know the truth,

Taunting myself,

prepared for a fall,

with the hole in my heart,

I feel

I deserve

I visualize with positive thoughts,

I wallow, subconsciously,

Picture perfect in my head,

fading slowly.

I cling to which does not exist.

I cling to which does not exist.

I recollect the warmth we shared,

It helps me relax and prepares me for what lies ahead.

Another day....

Another day....

Another day....