Bulletin

We can make friends, we can make enemies
Sooner or later we'll meet at the cemetery
Sooner or later with nowadays remedies
A bridge to the end where there's suicidal tendencies
Heads won't let it be. Can't cage the beast and so they set it free
Eruption of energy of blood red imagery, no pause for thought
Cold ice thaws, temperature soars

Nurse I was bitten. Think I might be cursed
Already seeing visions. Think it's getting worse
That night I changed inside in strange ways
Veins laced with dope, woke up my brain ached
Last laugh like I didn't get the joke
Til the hospital car park doing up my coat
Something in my Carhartt chewing at my throat
Just a little guilt so I threw it in the road

A different set of laws plots a different type of course
A different type of show no ceremony no awards
No end credits, no applause, no merit then by force
You open up your doors to find a Trojan horse. And of course
These wars and the walls that surround us are groundless
It's just that distrust has found us
Bound us to tool up it's just too much
Excuses are too cheap it's just too much

Poisonous grip. Poisonous ivy
Poisonous drip from a poisonous I.V
Poison I spit. Poison inside me
Poised for a slip into the void that's behind me
A choice that defines me, abusing booze
'cause everywhere I look I see confusing clues
Tube map looking like a Rubix Cube
It's like a Nightmare on Elm Street, you snooze you lose

The signs you see, are much nearer than the stars
They seem so far but they're just tricks of the lights you see
I'm here fighting for my life to be

The point of a pen, a friend for a friend
The thoughts that repeat as you stand on the bend
The question pretends a chapter or whole book?
The five minutes or the life that it took, look!
A little further than the end of your nose
Cause that tends to be just the end of your nose
At the end of a rope is a noose and a note
A foothold, a hook and a new sense of hope

Me? I've got no problem knowing the ledge
Only difference is I let go of the edge
The last time that happened I nearly fell asleep at the wheel
I'm just out here keeping it real
And I'm worried I might reach a wuthering height
Already felt the heat in the smothering night
I was loving this life 'til I discovered this knife
Now I'm looking at the pie in the oven wanting a slice

You had a choice, choosing is nice
Some stain their graves on the roll of the dice
Chasing tricks of the light, turning tricks in the night
We sell ourselves short in a bid to survive
No piece of the pie just a slice of advice
A Means of Precaution it's yours to decide
Nobody said this was going to be nice
But you got to grow wings if you want that to fly

I've always rapped, never mattered that much
But now I get more gigs than an iPod Touch
When am I going to take this shit seriously?
What will I do when I quit, seriously?
It's not like I've got many other talents
I can just about stand on one leg and keep balance
Saw signs, and crossed lines just to see what would happen
Now there's a body on the track between Clapham and Balham

The signs you see, are much nearer than the stars
They seem so far but they're just tricks of the lights you see
I'm here fighting for my life to be

The signs you see, are much nearer than the stars
They seem so far but they're just tricks of the lights you see
I'm here fighting for my life to be