nothings wrong with a little s&m in the butcher shop

nothings wrong with how i'm feeling, but i shouldn't have to be this way
frightening places are in my dreams but only because i wish them there.

the bullet flies back into the barrel of a gun.
water drips down from the drain and into the faucet.
the car crunches from out of the tree and speeds around the corner.
a flowers petals curl back up and the stem grows back into the dirt.
1-1-9 are dialed and the phone is slammed back into the receiver.
the nightmare comes down in slow motion from the sky and crawls back into a mind.
and even if things were on rewind, no one would even notice because our minds would be backwards as well.
at least in my mind that is how i think of you.
as the sun is going down its the sign of something new.
most people view the sun coming up as the beginning, the new day and all, but i like the night, i’m a night owl.
so the sun going down is a sign of something new, a new beginning.
that’s how it works in my head at least.

somehow finding comfort in blaming everything that goes wrong on "just the way i'm feeling"